Winter, Vanquished

Aston-Martin-Pre-Jump

We do not blame the car for these travails any more than we blame ourselves for the day we wore shorts in May and ended up shivering and vodka-drunk in a Russian nightclub in Coney Island. Sometimes, in the pursuit of glorious fun, shit happens and you”re not outfitted appropriately.

Driving an Aston Martin Vanquish Volante in t he Winter, from Vanity Fair

Rabid Rubber

Goodyear

What would you do if you owned an inhospitable, 7250-acre, rubbly, caliche-undergridded plot of west-central Texas, plagued by fire ants, tarantulas, Africanized bees, and rabid foxes? If you’re Goodyear, you’d flood it and test 12 foot tall truck tires.

Click the thumbnail above (and then click it again) to view a crappy scan of my latest edition of “Test Track Lunacy” for Road & Track, or just buy the magazine on the newsstand, you chintzy bitch.

Handsome Gymnast Removes Top

Targa

The handsome stripper our friends at Porsche never wanted to make, in the April issue of DETAILS.
Click on the image above (then click again) to view a crappy scan, or just buy the magazine on the newsstand you chintzy bitch. (p.36)

Buy It Now!

Jag-XJS

David Gooding–one of the world’s foremost authorities on the collectible car market–told me to pull the trigger on that 1989 Jaguar XJS convertible I’ve been coveting. “If it looks cheap, and you believe in it,” Gooding said. “Follow your interest.”

Find out what other cars he recommended as entry-level investments at Yahoo! Autos.

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