It’s getting harder and harder to break new ground at CC. One way to go is exotic. Another is to find something super exclusive. Or perhaps pre-war. Combine all three and you might well have a winner. And if you wait long enough on a certain gingko tree-lined part of Tokyo, there is a fair chance that something truly old, foreign and exclusive might show up.
We’ve talked about Bugatti on the site a few times, but mostly using archive shots, because they don’t exactly prowl the pavement on a daily basis. The “true” Bugattis, i.e. the ones made prior to the marque’s first demise in the ‘50s, are invariably ancient and very, very expensive. Just like the new ones, I guess.
But where the new Bugattis only focus on the marque’s historic large cars – your 12-litre Royales and 8-cyl. Type 46s, 50s and 57s of the ‘30s – there was a whole range of smaller 4-cyl. Bugs in the ‘10s and ‘20s that were extremely successful in their own right. And just as iconic.
After having worked ten years for other carmakers, Ettore Bugatti (1881-1947) founded his business in 1909 in Molsheim, Alsace – then part of the German Empire. In 1910, Bugatti launched the Type 13. A small and nimble machine made with the utmost care and powered by a highly advanced 1.3 litre OHC 4-cyl., the Type 13 racer and its street derivatives were key to establishing the marque’s racing pedigree pre-WW1. In fact, they were so advanced that their career continued well into the ‘20s, updated with a 16-valve engine.
But there was a limit to everything, and Ettore Bugatti knew he needed a new chassis to keep his cars in the game. The Type 35 was the answer. Debuting in 1924, the 2-litre straight-8-powered two-seat racer, with its distinctive alloy wheels, would accumulate over a thousand wins until the early ‘30s.
Our feature car, the Type 37, is basically a 4-cyl. version of the Type 35 – same body, very similar chassis. The easiest way to tell the two apart: the Type 37s usually have wire wheels, unless they are of the spicier 37A variant.
The other tell-tale sign, obviously, is under the hood. In this spec, this 1496cc block of Art Deco perfection provides 60hp to the rear wheels via a 4-speed gearbox. Which was modest for a race car even at the time, but the Bugatti’s secret sauce lay in its lightness, superior handling and reliability, not raw power. But if you wanted more oomph, the supercharged Type 37A became available in 1927, providing 90hp.
This 60hp figure also happens to equal the one of the Type 13 Brescia that this model was replacing. After all, Bugatti had produced around 2000 Type 13 chassis (and derivatives), so following such a hit required kid gloves. As did driving this formidable machine, I’m sure.
Compared to its predecessor, the Type 37’s chassis was a leaner, lower and longer. It was also very narrow, so controls such as the gear lever were still protruding from the body at the driver’s right hand.
This is chassis number 134 out of a total of about 300 made (including 67 Type 37As). I don’t know whether it was raced – they usually were, but not always. Ettore Bugatti specifically claimed that these were sports cars, not out-and-out racers. His philosophy, which was pretty common at the time, was that one could drive these on the street as well as the track. Some cars were ordered as chassis-only and received closed bodies, or had large fenders grafted on. Not this one, though.
Most folks who ordered a Type 37 got the factory racer body that fitted it best. If you wanted a more civilized version, the way to go was the Type 40, which featured the exact same 1.5 litre engine on a longer wheelbase and with a wider body – either made by Bugatti or an external coachbuilder.
The Type 40 also had an electric starter that the Type 37 would not have bothered with when new (this one has one now). We can also see, just behind the license plate, the famous lightweight tubular front axle that graced nearly all Bugattis from the mid-‘20s to the ‘50s. These were forged by Bugatti using the highest grade British steel and featured a squarish hole on both sides designed to anchor the leaf suspension to the axle itself.
The global economic downturn took its toll on Bugatti, from 1930 onwards. The smaller 4-cyl. range was sacrificed to focus on white elephants like the monstrous Royale, to the dismay of Bugatti’s less well-heeled clientele. The race cars followed suit: the Type 37 was never replaced, but Type 35 was followed up by the (larger) Type 51. But racing victories became scarcer: Alfa Romeo, Maserati and Mercedes-Benz were dominating the track in the ‘30s, leaving a dwindling contingent of blue Bugs in their wake.
Ettore Bugatti never lost his taste for 4-cyl. engines. During the Second World War, he guessed that smaller displacement cars would be in vogue again, so he designed on a completely new range of small Bugattis, both in racing and civilian variants. A prototype Type 73 coupé, as well as a couple of engines (1.5 litre 4cyl., both in 12-valve SOHC and 16-valve DOHC form) were shown at the 1947 Paris Motor Show, alas weeks after Ettore’s funeral.
Luckily, Bugatti did such a good job putting together the last generation of 4-cyl. cars that, almost a century later, they remain sprightly and as sought after as when they were new. Here’s to the next hundred years!
When I was a kid, my mother put wallpaper on one wall of my bedroom. This would have been around 1964, and the pattern was of classic sports cars. I would bet money that this was the Bugatti that made up 25% of a repeating pattern.
Wow – what an incredible find! And the photo of this car actually being driven on the streets is amazing. I wish I could have seen it.
Bugattis are rare enough that it’s sometimes possible to find sources that have traced a car’s history. It appears that this particular Bugatti has lived all over the globe.
Evidently, it was sold new in London and then was purchased by a Montreal businessman in 1937, who imported it to Canada. The car next sold three years later (for $350!!) – and it was in pretty rough shape. The new owner (also in Quebec) restored it, and kept it for 30 years, selling it to an American collector in 1971. It was sold to Japan in 2001. I didn’t see any evidence that this car was raced when new.
Here is a good article about this Bugatti (in French)… the article starts on p. 16 of the pdf:
https://vea.qc.ca/wp-content/uploads/2023/03/Automne2022web_144p.pdf
I like the photo below, which is apparently from when this car sold in 1971.
Also , there’s a good set of photos from the car’s 1940s restoration here:
http://www.lesarchivesduphotographe.com/?p=1196
Harrumph, now find a second one. 🙂
That IS quite the find, well, actually anything that’s that old and not painted black and still rolling around under its own power. The French are a generally skinny people, as are the Japanese so as a two-seater it works (there). Here, we’d generally be paying for the extra seat for oneself.
For those that see the bucolic setting that this and some of these other exceptional finds are shown in, make no mistake, while it’s a large park in Tokyo, it’s not on the outskirts, to get there (or back home) this car is being driven through various large and at times fast moving boulevards with large amounts of traffic mixed with various little streets along with motorcycles, scooters, delivery trucks and buses, just as exists in any other large city in the world; driving a fairly irreplaceable car such as this is not for the faint of heart.
There’s several classic Bugattis running around Eugene, but I won’t shoot them because they’re in too nice of condition. I’m holding out for one with genuine patina and a missing door card.
I was positive I found one in the junkyard a few years back, but I couldn’t quite confirm the provenance so thought it’d be better to just wait for another…
That’s a beetle chassis’s repro
I would occasionally see a Type 35 or maybe 37 on my bike commute through Palo Alto thirty-odd years ago. Usually in a garage that sometimes had the door open, once or twice in the driveway. Definitely looked real, not a “replica” like the one Jim Klein found in the junkyard. If I recall correctly the same house also had a Traction Avant parked in front.
But you don’t tell us WHO is regularly driving a full-classic Bugatti on the street in modern traffic!?!?! What’s the REAL story behind this car and how it got to Japan?!?! Did it actually arrive in 1926 and survive the war? How many miles are on it? Is it REALLY driven regularly? Or is this he and his wife’s 50th wedding anniversary date, and they are driving it JUST for that day only? Or is this the guys “regular” commuter car?
Inquiring minds want to know!
SV 8266 is chassis numvber 37174…
Here are some older photos from the last hundred years…
http://www.bugattibuilder.com/photo/thumbnails.php?album=4349
http://www.bugattibuilder.com/photo/albums/userpics/10107/normal_37174~0.jpg
http://www.bugattibuilder.com/photo/albums/userpics/10107/normal_37174.jpg
http://www.bugattibuilder.com/photo/albums/userpics/10107/normal_37174-1.jpg
http://www.bugattibuilder.com/photo/albums/userpics/10107/normal_37174-2.jpg
http://www.bugattibuilder.com/photo/albums/userpics/10107/normal_37174-3.jpg
http://www.bugattibuilder.com/photo/albums/userpics/10107/normal_37174-4.jpg
http://www.bugattibuilder.com/photo/albums/userpics/10107/normal_37174-5.jpg
http://www.bugattibuilder.com/photo/albums/userpics/10107/normal_37174-6.jpg
http://www.bugattibuilder.com/photo/albums/userpics/10107/normal_37174-7.jpg
It looks like someone with a can of metal polish has removed the nickel finish the radiator shell originally had. But I could cope with that shortcoming I think.
Now, will Prof. Tatra ever top this for a curbside find?
I’m not holding my breath! It may ‘only’ be a 37, but sure looked like a 35 to me until you explained and showed the engine! Any classic Bugatti being street-driven is just amazing, and incredibly brave.
At first I thought that this was a VW based reproduction. Yes, many are done up very cheap and tacky, but some are done more authentically. When I was younger I hated all replicas,especially VW based types. In my old age I’ve mellowed. I think that they could be fun, but they should always be represented as replicas, though the chuggin’ bug engine note always gives them away! This is a particularly nice one.
You may just have peaked, Prof T. After all, Bugatti sits atop all cars, as a name, as a story, as engineering, as sculpture, as impeccable winners. It surely takes, at minimum, a lot of ruddy countenance to have one out swimming amongst the Tokyo traffic.
I will make an undocumented boast here. I grew up out on the suburban edges of this city, very much working class meets fringey bush types, no-one with a brass razoo to spare, but up the road was an unlikely fellow who’d done well with a confectionary business, and his little car collection was quite outrageous. It included, inter alia, a deep red Mercedes 540K and a Type 35. On the odd occasion, the very friendly old man would zip about the place in them, and so you’d spy it parked locally, improbable as hell, amongst a dreary array of rusting Holdenry and farty Datsotas, and the sight made the world better. Gloriously, I was on two different occasions overtaken locally by that 35 being driven with immense exuberance (and great illegality).
I loved him for doing that. The hell with it, if you desire it and can afford it in the first place, that’s exactly how such things should be treated.
Justy, my dad had a friend who lived in Warrandyte in the sixties and seventies. He was a very practical engineer type who had engineered the juke boxes for Dad in the fifties. John had a four-car-size garage/workshop with a pit for working on his cars. The Jag lived outside (it was ‘only’ a Mark II), as pride of place was given over to a pair of Bugattis, one finished, one in progress. He’d regularly drive the finished one around the local roads con brio. Gravel roads, too.
Excellent stuff, and with local Bugattis, someone will know who he was. My upbringing was Boronia, absolute ’50’-’60’s suburbia, but right on the edges of the Dandenongs national park where we (and the Bugatiste) lived, and one of the overtakes I mentioned was on a (then) super skinny ribbon half way up the mountain. (Hilariously, the limits were frequently 60mph right into the ’90’s, and whatever shitheap I was in, I was NOT going much less than that when whizzed by! Madness).
There’s a local shop that built a couple of Type 35 replicas from an Argentinian company called Pursang. I saw one on the road here a few years ago, but only once. These show up for sale occasionally in the $250k range.
Also Bugatti related, I have a photo of my dad and his little brother in a Type 43 Grand Sport. I know the location (alley behind my grandparents’ house in Glendale CA) and time period (1929, based on how old my dad looks), but no idea whose car it was.
Wow! That is one heck of a find. Has to be one of the more rare and valuable cars to grace this website.