Requiem for the Car Club?

like to think I’m not getting old, but unless I stop looking in mirrors (and change my diet to 100% Ibuprofen), I can’t help but face the fact that I am. Along with that, I suppose, comes the responsibility to bitch about how much better it was in “the old days.”

Now, let me clarify, I’m not that old. But I did enter the collector car world in the mid-1980s, and if you Read More