Brendan McAleer 
In 1962, the British sportscar was an institution. Like most institutions, that meant it was stuffily traditional: body-on-frame, lots of chrome, headlamps bugging out like amphibians. Morris Garages (MG) was wallowing in the trenches with their outdated MGA. Sales were down and archrival Triumph was head-and-shoulders ahead. After fiddling about … Read More
With a lightweight, all-aluminum 3.7L V6 cranking out 305 hp, the standard Mustang is all the pony car you need. Gone are the days where the V6 was the soft option: the standard car is light, sweetly balanced and probably the sportiest option in the range. On the other hand, … Read More
“The Ultimate Driving Machine.” A bold claim, and probably the best slogan for a car company ever. However, while regular BMW models have excellent power and handling, they’re merely “Very Good Driving Machines.” If you want a real Ultimate Driving Machine, get one with an “M” on it. M division … Read More
If I showed you a picture of a Velociraptor, you’d probably know what noise it makes: a hissing, tearing roar like shearing sheet metal. What about a Tyrannosaurus rex? Yep, Panthera Leo through a stack of Marshall amps. Thanks to Jurassic Park, we all know what dinosaurs sound like. Or, we … Read More
Once upon a time, car companies were driven by the men who had founded them – men whose last names were emblazoned above the factory doors and on the back panels of the cars they had dreamed up. Mr. Porsche. Mr. Honda. Mr. Lamborghini. Mr. Ferrari. It sounds patriarchal, but … Read More
