Somebody has an old Baja Bug in the city, and they parked it on my block! Continue reading
“Pretty car,” she said turning away. “For now.” Continue reading
The Baja is itching for more dirt. It just needs a new pushrod tube, and a skidplate, and maybe new suspension bushings, and maybe that shift linkage linkage I was supposed to do ages ago. You know, nothing serious.
It was not the man pictured here. But I wonder if that thought of risk crossed his mind, smoking as he inspected the straight eight on this prewar Alfa GP car he would soon race.
Sunset yesterday after Formula Drift New Jersey, held at the 30-degree banking of Wall Speedway. Continue reading
He pulled up into my frame, stepped off his bike and lit up a cigarette. I was chasing after Travis in the Porsche after taking a slow panning shot. He turned to me, “Oh! Did you get your shot?” He took a step out of my line, and I paused. Continue reading