This past week, I was on a BMW/Mini-sponsored trip to drive some Mini Clubmans (Clubmen?) down the Panamerican Highway all the way to where it ends, at the Southernmost city in the world, Ushuaia, Argentina. While there, I managed to get a little time to myself to do the only truly worthwhile thing you can do in an…
Junkyards are heaven on earth to most of us, but pro drifter Chris Forsberg took his junkyard run a step further by setting up a few choice obstacles and drifting the whole thing in his new “Proximity” video. Let’s reminisce about all the once-good beaters in the background and watch some sweet drifts!
I happened to be at a junkyard this past weekend, doing my court-mandated community service, when I happened to notice this handsome vehicle nearby. It had a bit of body damage, so I was having some trouble identifying it. Think you can figure it out?
Genuinely, I think the toughest part that these two had in fixing up this ‘69 Mach 1 was not getting hantavirus. This car was filled with shit, literally. I assume the poop was why such a desirable car had sat in a Colorado junkyard all these years.
Jamie Orr decided he was going to save this ultra-rare Volkswagen Golf Harlequin from a junkyard. One of the most beloved cars that VW ever made, the Harlequin deserved better. The only problem was that it was 3,000 miles away. Well, that wasn’t the only problem.
Posting yesterday’s episode of David Dissects made me recall an incident during our week of filming at the junkyard: a dude threatened to fight me over a pair of old used tires. If my rusty Jeep project doesn’t kill me, junkyard tire hoarders might.
Some 15 cars were consumed by a conflagration in a junkyard north of Los Angeles over the weekend. CBS LA says it took more than 100 firefighters two hours to knock down. The sight was something spectacularly terrifying to behold.
Mike Garret from Speedhunters went to an American junkyard filled with rare imports, only to find too many great classic roadsters and coupes left to rot forever.
Don’t be afraid of junkyards. They’re loads of fun, filled with cheap parts, and offer some of the greatest wrenchin’ you can find in this great nation of ours. Come check out an awesome junkyard with us and we’ll show you the ropes.
A supercar is something that one buys to drive into a garage and collect dust that is eventually collected by a sheer cashmere hand-sock. On the rare occasion that it does actually get driven, if it hits anything harder than a maple leaf, it’s totaled - but what happens to it after its owner throws its crumpled mass…
There’s something hauntingly beautiful about the graveyards where cars, planes, trains, bikes, and boats go to rest.
There's nothing quite like going to a junkyard.
Bastnäs is an ancient Swedish ore field hidden deep in the forest that’s famous for two things: the discovery of the chemical element Cerium in 1803, and the at least 1,000 cars that are hiding behind the trees there since the early fifties.
For some reason, I've been seeing links to this "70 Year Old Traffic Jam" all over my social media accounts — Facebook, Twitter, Compuserve, the Source, all that. The story told is pretty compelling — American GIs ditched all those cars as they got the hell out after WWII — but it just doesn't seem to be true.
It shouldn't really be a mystery that it's not a good idea to try and juggle scrap cars with a front loader, should it?
All vehicles stop moving sooner or later, and if these static wonders are grouped in one place, you're looking at a massive transportation graveyard. These are Jalopnik readers' ten favorites.
Until we can instantly recycle all of our planes, trains, and automobiles into giant shredder/recycler/3D-printer machines, we will have huge machine graveyards. Which one is most impressive?
Normally, seeing a video'd junkyard crammed full of hulks of vintage Citroëns and Fiat 600s makes me want to hop on a plane and save each and every one of them like some soft-hearted kook at the animal shelter. That's generally not possible, but what these folks over at Lola Madrid are doing with these basket-case…
Just north of Los Angeles is Sun Valley, a parched, dusty wasteland of scrapyards of all sorts. I love it there. There's some great automotive and aerospace salvage yards, and if you don't mind dust and a hateful, determined sun, you can make some great finds. The other day I was in one of the foreign car junkyards—…