Read Part One of this tour of the Studebaker National Museum, with vehicles made before World War II, here. This dramatic Lark sign–the first thing you see when you enter […]
I was born in South Bend a few years after Studebaker shuttered its plant, so a post-Studebaker South Bend is all I’ve ever known. But I will always love the […]
Is there a sports car that typifies the 1990s more than the Mitsubishi 3000GT (and its mechanically identical companion, the Dodge Stealth)? It seemed so exotic at the time – […]
Fountain Square is an old Indianapolis neighborhood that lies just southeast of downtown. It’s in the beginning stages of gentrification, which means that the trappings of blue-collar life – the […]
Though I’m a city boy through and through, I have a soft spot in my heart for vintage farm equipment, especially vintage Oliver farm equipment. You see, my dad worked […]
Back in the 80s, I used to go to this cool little record store (remember records?) where the sign over the door read, “Since 1969.” The store actually opened in […]
“It’s in rough shape,” my mechanic said when I asked about the old Jeep with a for-sale sign in the window. I’d just paid him for an oil change. “It’s […]
As the 1980s faded into the 1990s, Olds kept one foot planted as firmly as it could in the 1970s. After all, plenty of bluehairs would still line up, with […]
Kaiser in its various corporate guises produced vehicles for 22 years – cars just the first seven of them. Thanks to their purchase of Willys-Overland in 1953, however, they made […]
I feel like such an Internet curmudgeon. In my day, sonny, we used Netscape 1.0 to surf static HTML Web pages that were coded in Notepad, and we liked it! […]
This is it, the ultimate mid-sized 1986 Oldsmobile. Well, the ultimate FWD mid-sizer, anyway; in ’86 you could still get the old RWD Cutlass Supreme in Brougham trim. But it […]
I am such a wussbag. I’ve always had irrational lust for the final B-body wagons. I can’t tell whether I like the Chevy Caprices best for their clean lines or […]
For all I know, the Fox-based Continental was a joy to drive. Tom Klockau certainly has fond memories of the one his grandparents owned, the story of which he told […]
As I grew up in the Midwest in the 1970s, there was a great common bias here toward American cars. I wrote that deliberately: a bias toward American cars, not […]