I have to admit, I have a bit of a compulsive nature. Ever since I saw the movie Ford v Ferrari and posted about it, I have been interested in learning more about specifically Shelby American and their cars.
And I’m even more amazed at what this small company achieved in international racing.
This Netflix documentary really covers it all. With narration from Shelby, his sons and grandsons, Edsel Ford and his son, Henry Ford III, Peter Brock…the list goes on and on.
The other day while waiting for my car to be serviced and browsing in the showroom, I had an epiphany. George Carlin would have loved it.
I was looking at this car capable of 200 mph and then thinking of our clogged and pot-holed freeways. It seems that the faster engineers can make cars go – and relatively safely unless the driver is a complete dolt or just out of luck, the slower the roads get.
Finding a Good Service Writer at a Dealer
I’ve had a few interesting experiences in the last couple of days that I thought worth sharing.
Last night I was asked to drive a friend’s new luxury car to the airport to pick up a relative of his.
This car on the one hand is amazing — an engine that has twin turbochargers – less than 5 liters (4 or so) and about 450 horsepower. Zero to 60 in a bit over 4 seconds despite weighing 5,000-6,000 lbs. When you floor it your back really gets pushed into the seat.
A bit on Carroll Shelby
In my car club, we have someone whom I would call a character and a free spirit. There are a number of stories about him, but the one I will mention tonight involves a claim of his of some years ago.
Tony casually told me that he had a dinner with Dan Gurney, Phil Hill, and Carroll Shelby.
You can imagine what I thought about that.
This condition activated the Check Engine Light while driving down the mountain from Sequoia.
It seems that I have one more thing to
milk tell about my recent 3 day trip, and this may help you in the near – or distant – future.
Despite taking obvious preventative measures, when you have a car that is 23 years old….things can happen. That is, unless one is willing to replace every electronic or moving component in the car. Even then, brand new cars have been known to break down on the road. Because while the engineers know what MTBF (Mean Time Between Failure) each component may have, there are statistical deviations between the norm.
Growing up first in Los Angeles in the 50s, then further up in the Central Valley, I used to wait with anticipation for October. And Los Angeles was/is the center of the car culture.
There probably wouldn’t be a Porsche today without Southern California. In their early days, more Porsches were sold in Los Angeles than Germany.
And after less than 3 years, when the 300SL “Gullwing” took the world by storm at the New York Auto show, The original 300SL – a race car made to a street version, became a roadster because of the demands of the Southern California market.
By lex, on December 27th, 2009
New details are being revealed about terror’s latest gelding:
By lex, on July 22nd, 2007
The first car I ever drove was an AMC Matador, and even in a decade of polyester suits – and notwithstanding the pretentious “Brougham” designation attaching to the faux targa top – there was no disguising the fact that it tipped the ugly meter right off the scale, the needle itself clattering to the floor and chipping the tiles, watch out where you step.
Mine didn’t come with a blonde.
By Lex, on Sat – July 30, 2005
Yes, yes – I know it’s Saturday. But there is a precedent * for such things…
This may be an even more than usually stray, random and disconnected post. Not every dot will be connected, not every thought finished.
In the near future, you may see more links than essays – I’ll try to keep the Rhythms machine grinding towards its inevitable conclusion, whatever that is. I can tell you that it won’t be, “The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed.”
Just in case you were worried about that.
By lex, on December 10th, 2010
The Economist reminds us of an upcoming celebration:
PETROL-HEADS of a certain age may have noticed that the 50th anniversary of the Jaguar E-Type sportscar is imminent. Within the motoring world, it will be the cause for much ballyhoo and dewy-eyed nostalgia. But before getting caught up in all the hoopla, your correspondent—wizened enough to have been around when the iconic car made its debut at the Geneva motor show in 1961—would like to contribute his two-pennyworth of personal experience on why the E-Type really was the most innovative piece of automotive machinery of its age.