What better way to celebrate Father’s Day than by strolling down Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills, California. As it happened, Sunday was the Rodeo Drive Concours.
OK, full disclosure – this was not a chance meeting. We took a 4 day holiday from the blast furnace that is summer in Phoenix to hang out in milder climes with the beautiful people. And we were hoping against hope that the LaFerrari would make an appearance.
No such luck. We did see Bugatti no. 5. We also saw our first non-auction288GTO. As shows go, it was a filtered, condensed version of the monthly Cars and CoffeeHookers and Squirrels “Scottsdale Motorsports Gathering.” (Not the Penske sponsored crapfest – the real one.) Smaller than the Windgate festival of speed. Like both, it was strafed by similarly cool machines that didn’t want to linger.
Nice work, Mitt. Kudos for parking with the common mortals. Were it me, there would be a crease in the assRange Rover pockmark, since there is no trailer hitch rock rail to run interference on the concrete piling. And because this dowager is like my Lincoln and Flex fused together. [Ed.: I.e.,. it’s kinda ginormous.] Continue reading “Fancy Parking”
This is Wraith. It is otherworldly in power and effortless comfort. We 90% like this car. The quiet menace of that face. The relentless fury belied by that grill, The unseemly shrieks of speed and combustion that no one will ever hear, but will wither the souls of those it passes nonetheless.
They all toy with your psyche, with their relentless efforts to upsell.
Take this 2010 Drophead. Yes it’s a real color. Hurrah! Yes they upticked the wheels a bit, and shined the grill surround, but that’s it? It’s monotonous. The windshield looks cheap and plain. I think it’s the lack of chrome accent or at least some contrast. Continue reading “All car makers/dealers are the same”