Volvo’s latest American version of its XC40/C40 cute utes feature standard rear-wheel-drive, a drastic change from a quarter century of front-wheel-drive models. Why is this happening, and what does it mean for the brand’s future, and the future of the world?
Kia Challenges Design Convention
If you haven’t checked out a Kia recently, you really should. The brand is doing great work.
Design Rejects: A Different Kind of SUV
My latest “Design Rejects” is one of my favorites, because of its still-untapped prescience, and because it gave me an excuse to call Bob Lutz, and that guy always delivers excellent Grouchy Quote™.
My First Piece for Panorama
My first story for Panorama is all about McKeel Hagerty’s 1967 911 S, which he has owned since he was 13. Come for the exploration of the deep emotional connection between humans and machines, stay for the photo of McKeel attending his 80s high school prom. (Special Bonus: a photo of me driving the only Porsche I’ll ever own, my 1978 928)
Click on the thumbnails above, and then click again, to view a crappy scan. Or just join the Porsche Club of America and get the magazine for free, you chintzy blt¢h.
Why Mid-Cycle Updates Matter
Carmakers no longer implement a pattern of annual redesigns for their entire lineup. But between major redesigns, they often provide vehicles with a collection of smaller updates commonly referred to as a “mid-cycle refresh.” Why?
These Are The 5 Biggest Superyachts
Yachts, as with most other things connected to the ultrarich—apartments, shopping sprees, bank accounts—are getting bigger.
Why Do Concept Cars Matter?
Concept cars, in their purest form, are automotive fantasies, singular signifiers of an evanescent future that is always coming, but never arrives. So why do they persist?
Porsche at 75
To celebrate the diamond jubilee of the iconic German brand, a new book explores the history of its first model, and its deeply collaborative past with Hitler and the Nazis.
Is My Mechanic Trying to Screw Me?
You bring your car into the shop for an odd metallic rattle, and when you return to pick it up, the bill is somehow $1,300. It’s only human to wonder, Am I getting fucked?