The 4th installment in my Car and Driver print series exploring the roots and meaning of an iconic, long-running automotive nameplate. This round covers four generations of the Toyota Supra.
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Its first cars were unveiled in a bizarre ceremony in the lobby of the grand Hotel Tulsa, downtown. Potential customers, investors, and other interested parties were invited to the festivities, where the vehicles were christened by a young woman with a bottle of Tulsa-made gasoline. We hope that cigar smoking was discouraged.
Early internal-combustion engines were rudimentary, dangerous, and difficult to operate, and were thus downright risky for the era’s women, clothed in voluminous Edwardian dresses and patriarchal notions of competence. Lucky for them, the Electric Car was invented, and Baker was the best-selling one of the era.
How did that $200,000 Bentley end up at that shady car dealer by the airport, behind razor wire and priced at $29,900? And where is it going? My investigative feature in this month’s Car and Driver uncovers the surprising answers.
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My completely subjective (and snarky) guide to the world’s best annual automotive events, is in this month’s Car and Driver. You can read the online version here, or just buy the magazine on the newsstand, you chintzy bitch.