Here at Totally That Stupid, we continue to lament the death of the cheap, fun car. Why is everything so expensive? Why do these Generation-X’ers – a group we proudly identify with – keep driving up the prices for the cars we either drove or coveted in our youth? Why are you on my lawn and where is my comfy chair?
Then it occurred to us we should probably define what cheap was, what cheap means now, and how that translates into our current automotive environment. Continue reading
In a world where sketchy Fiat 850 Spiders are selling for nearly US$10 Grand, there are few classic European roadsters that can still be bought for that amount in anything but “fixer-upper” condition. The Triumph Spitfire stands out as an anomaly, and although far from powerful, a subtly upgraded Spitfire like THIS car available on CraigsList in Southern California for $8,500 makes a great case for driving a slow car fast. Add good looks and an open top, and the case just gets stronger.
First things first: let’s get the inevitable Grey Poupon jokes out of the way. “Pardon me, but…” yadda, yadda, and so on. Great. There. Now, let’s take a real look at this beautiful old world luxury
yacht automobile available HERE on CraigsList in San Diego, California, with an asking price of just $8,600.
I visited an old friend last night – and before you start asking me about social distancing, mask-wearing, and all that, it wasn’t that kind of visit. David E. Davis, Jr. actually died in 2011, but his was one of the voices that instilled in me the passion for cars and the desire to write about them professionally. Davis was a Car Geek, a racer, an Ad man, and a motoring journalist. HE was also a quintessential “renaissance man”. His book “Thus Spake David E.” is a collection of his editorials and articles from throughout his career, and they are some of the best automotive and life reading out there. There is the obvious automotive content, but beyond that are stories about women, whiskey, camaraderie, adventure, the outdoors, and style. As a pre-teen Car Geek, I wanted to BE David E., or at least to know him.
Every now and then a vehicle comes out of the woodwork that is so interesting, so different, your humble narrator feels the need to surface and poke some words into a keyboard.
These days that vehicle has to be genuinely out there. It’s not going to be a Webasto-roofed youngtimer Mercedes-Benz with a random-colored velour interior, or an engine-swapped BMW using one-off pieces milled from solid unobtanium, or another something interesting I’d consider buying but ultimately decide was just too much effort.
About that last bit: I absolutely would not buy the Ford you see here. I have no room for it, we’re hoarding cash, and while I haven’t looked at it in a while – plus the fact at least half is written in Hebrew – I’m guessing there are clauses in my marriage contract about these sorts of things.
But you, dear reader, should dip into your own cookie jar of adventure without hesitation and snap up this, the one and only Trunnel.