Production MGF at Bonneville Salt Flats.
Arguably the most attractive car ever built...
As the floodwaters rose over England, I emulated Noah and loaded up the GTO and a pre-war Aston Martin Ulster and set sail to the New World to seek a better life – well, temporarily anyway...
When I was driving in those years before the Cobra and all that came after, the races were where I’d find them.
‘When did YOU start driving?’ People used to ask me that a lot – and still do.
Replica has become a bad word. To my way of thinking replica should be an exact copy of the original; enough to fool the trained eye
Conscientious photographer gets a scare.
In the glamorous world of the 1960s grand tourer, Italy and England reigned supreme; that was until Peter Monteverdi crashed heavily in Formula One and turned his tenacity to building a Swiss competitor...
Morgan 3-wheeler owner shows off to camera.
Peter Collins introduced me to John Wyer down in Argentina in January 1954...
In this world of Health and Safety, it seems car design now has to be practical
The Sprite and Midget were the best low-budget, mass-production sports cars ever made.
If you like cars and you buy what you like, a car will always go up in value because, if you consider yourself an aficionado, the odds are that other people will like it too.
This year’s Barrett-Jackson sale, presented by Ford, was the best-ever auction of Shelby Mustangs.
Lance Reventlow beat me to the punch back in 1958 when he launched his American-built Scarab sport car while the Cobra was still just an idea in my head.
When I was a kid I used to read about the monks that saved the Book of Hours from the rampaging hordes
I was trying to get a minicab out of the new Wembley stadium the other night.
First of all, let me say I am a huge Lamborghini enthusiast who owns two Miuras, a Countach and an Espada
When we lost Bob Petersen last March, everybody in the automobile world lost one of its finest – and one of my closest – friends.
Whenever I read Letters to the editor in some magazines, people complain about the relevance of the Lamborghinis, the Enzo Ferraris and the SLR McLarens: no-one can drive these things quickly, so what’s the point of having them?
Years ago Donald Healey called me to ask if I’d help him set some speed records on the Bonneville Salt Flats in Utah.