Up next in my ongoing series about boutique shops that repair impossible-to-find parts for beloved vintage vehicles is this dispatch from Northern California. Andrew Villaseñor runs Andrew’s Mercedes Service, and rebuilds the self-leveling rear struts for the otherwise indefatigable 1970s-1980s Mercedes W123 Wagons.
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One night, legally blind neurodivergent Milwaukee used car salesman TW Hansen drunkenly decided to purchase a janky 1989 Ford E350 ambulance using his boss’s money. All manner of lunacy–car wrecks, car fires, cars dropped from cranes, cars driven off cliffs, cars towed around town by fenderless vans–ensues. As does one of the most heartwarming documentaries we’ve recently seen.
We wandered the labyrinthine halls of the Makuhari Messe in search of the lurid, the exotic, and the fascinating.
There are few certainties in life. But if you own a 1988 or ’89 Buick Reatta, one thing is assured: It’s dash-mounted touchscreen–one of the first installed in a passenger vehicle–will break.
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Concept cars are generally the evanescent dreams of designers. But, every so often, the bean-counters take a handful of edibles, and some marketing person discovers a emergent psychographic niche of buyers that they believe would be willing to pay a premium for something distinctive, and these fantasy vehicles are turned into something consumers can buy and drive on public roads. Huzzah!
The history of architectural imagery, according to Demeulmeester, is replete with “designers who understood that combining cars with their buildings makes the image more dynamic and strong.”
Witold Rybczynski has owned 15 cars in his life, and all of them make an appearance in “The Driving Machine: A Design History of the Car” (Norton, $29.99). In fact, the book is something of a paean to the famed design and architecture writer’s vehicles, which tended toward the utilitarian.
It looks poised to attack, consume your face, and then lunge off, cackling, in the direction of its next victim.
Bruno Sacco, the legendary Mercedes-Benz design chief, died on September 19 at the age of 90.
Sacco believed that Mercedes design must express the brand’s technical excellence and could never be used to mask or make up for a lack thereof. His work excelled not only in restraint and elegance—a representation of the product’s pinnacle positioning—but timelessness.
Check out my essay on his reign, and our slideshow of nine of his greatest Benz designs, and his one unmitigated (self-admitted) flop.
“The electric car is infrastructure-based technology. And the introduction of technology that is infrastructure-based is normally, for whatever reason, speed-wise, overrated, while the depth of usage is normally underrated.”