The great and sobering moment happened this morning at about 9am, before coffee, shower, or any other preparatory action could take place. Alex, the shipper, made remarkably good time considering the distance (3000 miles) and the weather. The car was rolling but just barely, with both front and rear suspension held on by finger-tight bolts and only the front left wheel attached to the steering arm. It was a bit of a chore getting it off the trailer and into the driveway.

on the winch, very slowly

Giulia Super goes nose to nose with the Giulietta

Once we got it onto the driveway, I pushed the car into the garage and spent the rest of the afternoon making sense of what I had and what was missing. (more…)

I will soon be in possession of a ‘59 Giulietta Sprint. Within a certain context, this is one of my favorite cars of all time, ever, forever and always. Stories of its beginnings are hard to believe, with rushed design and manufacture, but the result is equally hard to ignore.

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Of course, the one I’m about to own looks little like that. Or rather, it’s the same car with 50 years of use and abuse. (more…)