For a country as big as America—and during my three-week stay in California alone I realized just how big America really is—I couldn’t think of many other cities where there’d be as many exotic cars driving around like there were in Los Angeles. I can’t imagine New York being too supercar friendly. I guess there’s…
It was my last weekend in California and while I was recovering from the exotic overload that was Monterey Car Week, I hopped at the first chance to go to an “underground meet” in Orange County. Having experienced the craziness of the Sunset Plaza GT meet I had high hopes and curiosity to see what a night meet in…
As Monterey Car Week began its annual social media takeover, for me, several predominant themes emerged. There was no shortage of stunning supercars skirting the Pacific Coast on famed roads like Highway 1 and 17 Mile Drive. The ornate streets of Carmel showcased some of the finest works of automotive art ever…
In an event called “Car Week,” it shouldn’t come as surprise to anyone that there’s a lot to see. There were so many incredible cars around, driving around the town of Carmel and checking the posh hotels nearby made for a whole car show in itself. You don’t even need to fork over a few hundred dollars for tickets to…
Considered by many to be the most famous car show in the world, the Pebble Beach Concours d’Elegance is the climax of the Monterey Car Week festivities. It’s a show held for charity where both pre and post-war cars are gathered at one of the best golf course in the world. As shows go, the Pebble Beach Concours is…
Another Monterey Car Week has come and gone. Fortunes changed hands and many resplendent vehicles have found new homes with new owners. It’s a happy time for all.
Out of all the events held during Monterey Car Week, The Quail was by far the my favorite. If you don’t mind feeling like a peasant amongst all the wealthy (tickets cost do $600), you can spend a couple of hours surrounded by some of the rarest and most exclusive cars on the planet.
Ah, the Pebble Beach Concours d’Elegance in California. Big hats, fake smiles, astronomical yearly incomes and tax evasion of all levels. Basically: my kind of soirée. At least, it would be if I didn’t keep getting asked to leave. Those bitches.
The Pebble Beach Concours d’Elegance: an annual event where millionaires scowl at each other’s Bugattis on a golf course, and automotive writers put on teal pants to hang out with them for a day. It’s all quite absurd. But! The cars are very good. Here are some of them.
After years of sitting in the shallow end of BMW’s lineup as a sort-of also-ran, the German roadster is back with the new Z4, and it’s the most promising sign of life out of BMW since the introduction of the 2 Series.
The age of coachbuilding may just be making a comeback. Ken Okuyama, the ex-Pininfarina designer who was responsible for the Ferrari Enzo and Maserati Quattroporte, has created one hell of a follow-up to the polarizing Code 57 unveiled at last year’s Monterey Car Week. I got to see it and shoot it.
Currently I’m in California for Monterey Car Week but with a couple of free days before the main events, I wanted to get a taste of the local car scene here. Naturally that led me to the Sunset Plaza GT meet on Sunday morning. Let’s just say I’m a long way from Japan in more ways than one.
BMW broke all our hearts a little bit in 2014 when it said that the sports car market was dying. But with the whole Toyota-Supra partnership and now a sparkling new Z4 concept at Monterey Car Week, we feel some retribution coming for those hurtful words spoken in the past.
BMW has famously declared that sports cars are all but dead, but at some point they must have said “fuck it” to team up with Toyota and bring us a new roadster. We’ll see it later this week at Monterey Car Week, but for now here’s a teaser.
America’s proudest moment as a country came in 1967, when Carroll Shelby’s team of A. J. Foyt and Dan Gurney sent Ferrari’s team home crying into their spaghetti bowls at the 24 Hours of Le Mans. That day, the Ford GT40 was cemented as a racing legend and America looked cool as hell. Now, to celebrate that kickass…
We all remember the glory days of racing, back when real men and women sat in thin metal tubes operating insanely fast machines. The days when the Mille Miglia was a sport, not a parade, and everybody wanted to die going fast. Infiniti remembers those good ol’ days—wait what?
Oh, you drive an “old car”? It’s from the ‘80s? That’s cute.
The Pebble Beach Concours d’Elegance was a sight to behold with all manner of drop-dead gorgeous vintage machinery on display. Unfortunately, that’s also its problem. It’s no longer an event for cars. It’s a glorified museum on a golf course.