• 1980-1999 • Manual transmission • For sale by owner • Has pictures. These were my search parameters as I was goofing around on craigslist to see what interesting cars were on the market. I was not looking to buy. As so many of us enthusiasts do, I was simply window
We’ve had a bit of a turnover in the NMC garage. For the first time in quite a while, I sold a car. I believe that the last time this happened was when I sold my BMW e34 525i, about fifteen years ago. We said goodbye to our 2011 Audi
Guest Article by Our 16-Year Old I’m gonna preface this by saying that as the daughter of this domain owner, I am ashamed to admit i have no clue how to write a blog post. Therefore I will be leaving open (and closing) brackets for my dad to fill in
My daughter has a horse and does horse things – barrel racing, Western events, camps, etc. She often goes away and then my wife and/or I will go pick her up (mostly my wife). On one particular occasion, our daughter was at a friend’s ranch in Central Washington during Spring
Craigslist search: rear-wheel-drive, manual transmission, newer than 1980, less than $10,000. My quest for a new (used) car was set in motion. Such a search results in much nonsense, such as V6 Mustangs, 3-series BMWs that have been modified past the point of what a sane person would consider sane,
Remember the Gilligan’s Island theme song? When the series first started, the song introduced all of the characters and then ended with “and the rest”, leaving out the Professor and Mary Ann. After the first season, the musical people at CBS finally figured out how to incorporate “The Professor and Mary
My wife seems to prompt the purchase of most of our cars, thus making me the luckiest man alive. She spotted our 1978 Firebird at the local VW repair shop, hanging out with old Beetles. The price was right ($1500), it wasn’t too rusty, it ran, so I bought it.
In 2006, my wife decided that our BMW E34 hated her. The air conditioning stopped working, the cooling system stopped cooling, the head started warping and the dash would light up like a Las Vegas slot machine, warning of the latest calamity the sedan was experiencing. She had had enough.
We acquired the 1975 Triumph TR6 from my wife’s mother. She had had the car since the early ’80s. She took the car from Washington to Michigan and finally to Florida where it sat garaged and unused. My wife drove this car when she was in high school, so when
I purchased my 1972 Pontiac LeMans because I wanted a Pontiac that was ready to drive. It was a muscle car I could drive while I worked on the Corvette. I spotted it one December in 2007 on eBay. It was in Portland. I said to my wife “Wife, look at
I purchased my Corvette in February 1996, when I was 29 and had no kids. I kind of suspected a kid might be immenent and thought it best to acquire this toy before the kid. The car came from the factory with an L48 (base engine) 270 hp V8 and