“The purpose of the company is to save driving and car culture,” Mr. Hagerty said flatly, as we piloted a zippy, Hagerty-insured 1972 BMW 2002 tii toward the tip of Lower Manhattan. “If we’re going to save car culture, we have to make investments outside of the core business, and really help create a whole ecosystem.”
This is cause for celebration among lovers of pinnacle, two-seat luxury roadsters, a group whose Venn diagram certainly encompasses moi.
I wrote about the new car, and the legacy of SLs from the past seven decades, for my local paper. It’s out online today, and will be in the paper, in glorious print, tomorrow.
Then, things got weird.
“Our design language is like taking a solid piece of marble and carving away the volume,” said Robin Page, Volvo’s design director. “I would say it’s not so much about the box that we’re focused. It’s more the versatility.”
“When it comes to North America, everybody who buys cars in our segment is probably here.”
Three new businesses recently opened right near my house upstate, and all of them are organized around vintage cars. So, of course, I had to write about them for the New York Times.
And I drive it for the New York Times. (And it sounds like a turkey imitating a Theremin.)
It will be in the paper tomorrow, but you chintzy types can get a preview, if you haven’t cancelled your subscription.
