There’s no other way to put it, we’re total suckers for cars with interesting backstories. We hear a lot of them; “How’d you manage to own the car for 40 years and only put 1,000 miles on it?”, “Well, I drove it home from the dealer, used it for a few weeks, decided it was a piece of crap, and parked it.” Or, “This is a really valuable car. Is there any particular reason you left it stored for all these years with the top down?”, “I don’t know, must’ve been sunny out the last time I drove it.” These are just a couple of the backstory comments that made us laugh over the course of the past year, but the deal we just closed on a couple of ultra-low-mile Cadillacs may take the cake for our favorite vehicle backstory of 2018.
We were contacted by a guy just outside Detroit who told us he was looking to sell two ‘78 Eldorado Biarritz Custom Classics. Due to poor health in the family, the cars had fallen into his lap and he didn’t want them nor know what to do with the 40ft-worth of vintage American luxo-barge now in his possession. His father-in-law had bought the two Eldorados new in ‘78 and they remained in the family ever since. He’d actually put them away in storage as soon as he bought them, as Cadillac had announced the ‘78 Biarritz Custom Classic as the swansong of the big, beloved Eldorado and he speculated that they would one day become tremendously collectible. These cars were put away with less than 500 total miles from new between the two of them, protective plastic still on the seats, and the window sticker still stuck to the glass. Based on just a couple grainy, dimly-lit, flip-phone photos of the cars sopping wet, we decided the cars were worth the gamble and blindly wired the guy a respectable sum of money.
Would you buy two cars based on just that photo? Yeahhh…it was nerve-racking, no doubt about that. But the flip-phone-wielding, non-tech-savvy seller is a situation we routinely encounter, and [knock on wood] we’ve been pleasantly surprised upon delivery more often than not. Anyway, we knew that the cars were special and the unbelievably low mileage was certainly enticing, but we were told that the two cars had spent the overwhelming majority of their lives locked in a sealed storage container, and that was a little unsettling. While it sounds like a good thing, we’ve seen cars that have been stored long-term in cargo containers, and they haven’t always aged well. These containers can develop leaks, and over the years things can get ugly. While the deal had already been made and the cars were already paid for, we decided we’d drive all the way up to Detroit and pick the cars up ourselves, rather than hire a transporter. We had to see the cars, storage container, and owner in person; we wanted the full backstory from the man himself.
While it doesn’t quite look nice and cozy, the storage container was dry, leak-free, and the cars survived in miraculously excellent condition. So, as I mentioned, the seller’s father-in-law bought the cars new and proceeded to put them in storage straightaway. But here’s where the story gets really good. The owner was Greek and had a big family, including two daughters. Both his daughters happened to get engaged right around the same time, and the family decided to have one big, combined wedding. Over 500 people in attendance, your classic “big, fat, Greek wedding”. But get this – the father gifted each couple a Cadillac. Matching, 200-mile, collector-level Caddys in as-new condition. How about that for a wedding gift?! Neither couple was particularly interested in cars, and both couples opted to let the cars remain in storage after their wedding. There they sat, all the way until late 2018, when the father-in-law passed away. Finally, the two couples were permitted to sell the his-and-hers Cadillacs. When it came time to sell, the son-in-law that we dealt with had just gone on Google, searched “sell my classic car”, and called the first number he saw, which happened to be us. This was one opportunity we weren’t going to let slip through our fingers!
Since bringing the cars home and giving them a thorough looking-over, we’ve elected to leave them just as they are. They’re only original once! So what if the plastic filler panels cracked a bit over the years, that’ll happen to 40 year old plastic. If anything, the filler panels just verify the original, honest, and unmolested charm of the cars. We’ve driven the cars about a mile a piece, the farthest they’ve been driven since 1978! How cool though, to open the door of a 40 year old car, slide in over the plastic seat cover, grip the protective-wrapped steering wheel, and roll down the road with the original window sticker obstructing your periphery.
The real question though, if these cars were yours, drive or preserve? My gut says preserve, but a few thousand more summertime highway miles couldn’t hurt, right? A 55mph, fully reclined, right-lane cruise across the US of A has never sounded more appetizing.
Written by: Jake DePierro
Here at Chicago Car Club we’re privileged to have the opportunity to experience ownership of an eclectic mix of classic and collectible vehicles. While we see a little bit of everything, every once in a while we’ll come across a car that’s undeniably special. A car that really makes you go, “Wowww”. Looking back at a great year in 2018, there is one car, and one home-run deal, in particular that stands above the rest. This is the story of our barn-find 1963 Split Window Corvette.
In early 2018 we got a call from a gentleman just outside Chicago who was looking to sell his car. He was moving out of state on short notice, and needed his late-80s Mercedes 560SL gone in a hurry. He described the car as having been a fairly clean driver-level car when put away in indoor storage a few years earlier, but off the road since. We had recently had a clean, low-mile 560SL and that car sold very well, so when we heard of a motivated seller with a 560SL we jumped at the opportunity. He was in a small, rural town just over an hour outside the city, so we hopped in our truck and went to take a look. When we arrived to the property, we immediately knew we were in for a treat. Behind the house were two huge pole barns, and that’s where he pointed us over to. We follow him into the first barn and there are dozens of cars lined up. The majority of them were hidden underneath covers, but it was pretty apparent that there wasn’t anything particularly special in there. No iconic silhouettes, certainly nothing that grabbed the eye. We took a quick look at the 560SL but it was clear that it was a far cry from road-worthy, and it wouldn’t make sense to bring it home with us. Bummer, but the seller did mention that the other pole barn on the property had even more cars in it, and everything in there was up for grabs as the property owner, a friend of his, was retiring and clearing house.
Again, dozens of cars lined up under covers. We were told to feel free to poke around and pull back covers, so we began browsing. The first few cars we took a closer look at were all rough, too rough. But after pulling back five or six covers and being let down, we spotted the iconic silhouette we had been hoping for. In a row of long-hood cars immediately recognizable as Corvettes, we could make out the unmistakable shape of a 60s C2, arguably the most desirable of all of the many iterations of Corvettes. Of course we kid, “what if it’s a Split…”, the Split-Window being the 1963-only body style, a gorgeous, rare, six-figure-dollars car. Resting a hand on the rear glass, over the car cover, and feeling the split rear window was a rush of excitement that will not soon be bested.
In later conversations with the owner, we came to find that the car hadn’t moved in thirty years! He had driven it into the barn for storage through the winter of ‘87, but time got away from him and the car stayed put. The car wasn’t particularly valuable until relatively recently, so the owner never really thought much of the fact that it sat laid up in a barn as the years rolled on. When we first spoke to the owner, which was over the phone, he wasn’t too keen on selling the car. “Maybe one day I’ll restore it, or maybe my daughter will want it.” In our minds, nothing is getting between us and rescuing this car. We told him, “Look, we’re ready to make a competitive offer, just hear us out.” When we told him what we wanted to pay for the car, which was far, far off from six figures, it sounded like the guy nearly fell out of his chair. He was absolutely floored by how valuable his car had become, especially after thirty years of neglect. “$$$$$, you mean, for the two of them?!” Uhhh…righttt, yes. Little did we know, there was a 15k-mile C3 Corvette that would be coming home with us too. Long story short, we were able to piece together a deal.
But the Split, what a spec. Red on red, 4-speed. Air conditioning, a rare option on such an early car. The level of preservation was pretty amazing, especially considering the sorry state of many of its barn-mates. Luckily the C2 Corvette’s body is made of fiberglass, so we didn’t have to worry about body rust. But of course from many years of sitting, the tires were totally flat and the brakes were locked up. We’d have to get creative in order to get this one home with us.
Once the deal was finalized and pickup time came, we came armed with both a flatbed and a truck and trailer. We winched the Split out of its resting place, dragging it across the barn floor. We got the car on the flatbed and into the daylight it went, for the first time in over thirty years.
Then the trailer transfer for the ride home, and look – a wheel freed up!
The car needed quite a bit of mechanical tending-to after its extended hibernation, not to mention a serious detailing. So we sent the car to an old friend, somewhat of a Corvette guru, and about a week later we had ourselves a fantastic, running and driving 63 Split.
A few days later, we get a call from a former client down in Florida. He’s about ready to sell his Ferrari 550 Maranello, and is curious if we’d be interested. He says, “Yeah, ever since deciding to sell, all my friends have been making trade offers. But there’s really only one car I’d ever trade for, and that’s a 4-speed Split Window Corvette.” We could hardly believe it. He could barely finish his sentence before I blurt out, “WE JUST GOT ONE, AND ITS BEEN IN A BARN FOR 30 YEARS!” Turns out, he’s a Corvette society judge, and travels the country going to shows. So to get a Split-Window that nobody within the Corvette community had seen was an enticing opportunity for him. And even better, he says red is hands-down his favorite color. This conversation took place on a Friday evening, and we agreed that we should both take the weekend to think about the terms of a trade, then regroup on Monday and iron out the details. The second I walk into the office on Monday morning, my phone rings. “I can’t stop thinking about that car. You handle shipping, and let’s make this happen.”
A few months later, and we still haven’t tired of the 6-speed, V12 550 Maranello. Not one bit. And to think, all this because of one rusty 80s Mercedes….
Written by: Jake DePierro
At Chicago Car Club we’re lucky enough that, for the most part, inventory comes to us. We’re constantly getting emails, phone calls, and text messages from folks looking to sell their classics, and it makes our job all that much easier, more efficient, and enjoyable. This means no scouring through Craigslist, eBay, or nearby neighborhoods on the hunt for cars to buy; instead, we are able to run through our inbox and see what’s out there. Since owners are coming to us, more often than not we’re looking at cars that have not been listed for sale elsewhere, have likely been in the same family for many years, and are now in the hands of a motivated seller. While we have more potential-buy cars coming at us than we could ever accommodate, we do still like to keep tabs on local estate sales. Not necessarily with an eye for cars though; we’re enthusiastic about all things classic and collectible, and sometimes interesting watch collections, vintage motorsports gear, or antique signage comes up for sale in our area, so we’re fairly in-tune with a handful of estate-liquidation companies. In Spring of 2018 we were made aware of an estate being liquidated just a few blocks from our shop, so of course we decide to take a look. We start browsing the photos of what will soon be auctioned…..scrolling down the page, scrolling, scrolling, and hoooooly sh*t, that’s a dusty Ferrari! Get the phone number, grab a towel, flashlight, battery pack, and lets go!
When we arrived at the house, no more than half a mile from the shop, we were pretty blown away by what we found. The houses and alleyways on this block were somewhat dilapidated and tired-looking, definitely not the place you would expect to come across a bright red Ferrari. Turns out that the homeowner had recently passed away, and his cars were his pride and joy. While the house was nothing to write home about, the two-car garage was a different story. This guy had a Porsche 996 Turbo in addition to his 308 GTSi; unfortunately the Porsche was already spoken for by the time we got there but regardless, this guy had his priorities in line. His cars came first.
We agreed to buy the Ferrari. Right then and there, a week prior to it coming up for auction. But with the owner having passed away, we had absolutely no history on the car. There were no family members that could tell us about the owner, and there was no paperwork to be found in the car. Tough break, as a Ferrari with no known ownership history and no service records or manuals is a seriously tough sell. But we weren’t going down without a fight; we spent the next hour or so going through every nook and cranny of that 3-floor home. Every desk, drawer, and file cabinet was opened. Eventually, as we were about to tuck our tails between our legs and accept the fact that we just bought a documentation-less Ferrari, the car’s manuals appeared. There they were, sitting on a shelf in the very last room we searched. Yes! While the manuals didn’t tell us much, it was something. And in the case of vintage Ferraris, something is far, far better than nothing.
We found something else too; in the car there was a bright red Ferrari Formula One jacket, and it fit! If you’re gonna go Ferrari, may as well make the full commitment. Red car, red leather, red jacket, red hat. Yes. We had the car for months, and I don’t believe I ever drove it without the red/red/red getup. Pull up to a coffee shop, park the car right out front, and strut in there with a red Ferrari jacket. Yep, that’s right coffee shop folks, that’s all me. Sometimes it’s fun to be that guy.
Not long after the Ferrari we picked up a ’47 Chevy Snub Nose hauler, in red. Very red. So when we hosted a car show a few weeks later, I think you can guess what the centerpiece was….
That’s the fun of something like a red Ferrari, it’s an eye-grabber. It’s always an event in and of itself just to go somewhere. Constant photos at stop lights, punk teenagers trying to race….the sense of occasion (SOA) is off the charts!
Written by: Jake DePierro
Meet the star of our beloved Tiny Car Corner, this beauuuutiful green on green Isetta. While it looks damn near perfect now, this ’56 Bubble-Window Isetta wasn’t always in the limelight [lime…green…pun…ha-ha]. We purchased the “car” from a gentleman in Iowa who runs a vintage moped restoration business; he had come across the car back in 2014 while looking at a couple mopeds for sale at an older guy’s property in Tennessee. When he got to it, the car was rough. Not rusty, but in pieces and in need of total restoration. The owner had disassembled the Isetta in 2001 and carried the pieces down into his basement, always meaning to chip away at the restoration, but never actually getting around to it. Moped guy trailered it back to Iowa and got going on stripping the Isetta down to bare metal. When restoration began, the car was a largely complete, rust-free, and original starting point that had been off the road since 1973, when it had last been road registered in Ohio. The original glass even still sports a 1961 Ohio Buckeyes sticker!
Over the course of the last four or so years, the car has been gone through in it’s entirety. The body was lifted from the chassis and both were brought down to bare metal and refinished. The body was sprayed Reseda Green, an original Isetta color. All the chrome was sent out and redone, the drivetrain gone-through (rebuilt head, valve job, rebuilt steel crank with steel connecting rod, new oversized piston), and the 4spd gearbox was replaced. As it sits now, this is a truly A+ level Bubble-Window Isetta. The previous owner did a brilliant job restoring it, and we struggle to take issue with anything. Perfect is a word we seldom put out there, but this is surely as close to perfect as we’ve seen.
When the car first arrived here at our shop, none of us had ever been in, let alone driven, an Isetta. What a way to get started, jumping into a freshly-restored Bubble-Window, the most desirable of the Isetta iterations. All smiles, all around.
Day one of Isetta ownership, the mid-day coffee-run car choice was a no brainer. 770lbs of car, well over 400lbs of passenger between the two of us, and just a little single-cylinder engine dragging us along. Hilarious. 13 horsepower. 13. Gotta love it.
Talk about a show-stopper. Two bearded, full-grown men parading around town at 5mph in a bright green egg; there wasn’t a single passerby that didn’t wave, laugh, or snap a quick photo. It’s hard to get mad at somebody for slowing down side-street traffic when their car looks like it should be hauling around the Jetsons rather than a couple of guys with coffees in their hands. I should also note, while great to drive to the coffee shop, the way home is a bit tougher. The Isetta is wildly difficult to drive with a coffee in hand. Left hand drive, shifter on the left, no power steering….not the best for one-handed driving.
If there was ever a car to make MK1 Minis look bloated, this is it. It really is the perfect showroom car; it only takes up a few feet of space, is easy to push around, and provides a great photo-opp when we have get-togethers here at the shop. It’s always the crowd favorite.
Yes we’re a dealer. Yes the car is for sale. Yes you can find it on chicagocarclub.com under the Cars For Sale tab. But shhhhh, don’t tell anybody….this is one that we sure wouldn’t mind holding onto!
Written by: Jake DePierro
Over the last few years I’ve met a number of folks who, while maybe not phenomenally wealthy, have a habit of buying cars, classics specifically, with no intention of driving or road registering them. These are people who purchase cars solely because they want to experience ownership, not necessarily the sensation of actually driving the cars. This whole concept has long since dumbfounded me; I mean, why spend all that hard-earned money if you aren’t going to ever really properly experience what the car has to offer? To a whole lot of people within the automotive hobby, it doesn’t make much of any sense. I, for one, know that I drive the wheels off my cars and have a ton of fun doing it. However, while I certainly fall more on the “driver” side of the hobby than the “collector” side, I will say that I’m starting to warm up to the idea of buying to hold.
In certain circumstances, buying to hold can make a lot of sense. When trading cars on a high level, the would-be buyer is looking at the purchase through the lens of return on investment. With the rates at which certain collector cars are appreciating in value these days, it’s fairly easy to see why someone with the means may buy a car and proceed to put it away in an air-tight storage container for a number of years. A handful of very special cars, the default example being early GT racing cars, may be worth a million one year, and ten million a few years later. That return is pretty tough to argue with. I will say though, the willpower behind owning such a magnificent piece of machinery and never getting the full sensory-overload experience that it could so easily provide absolutely baffles me. Regardless, yes, from a high-level investment standpoint, there are situations where the buy-to-hold approach is completely logical, and even wise. But when we’re talking about cars that aren’t particularly valuable, the buy-to-hold approach comes down to much more than just dollars; it comes down to emotions – nostalgia and lifetimes of want.
With classic cars in particular, there’s a certain pride of ownership. But wouldn’t that translate to a desire to show off the car and share the enthusiasm with those other like-minded individuals around you? Not necessarily. There are a lot of situations where that pride is internalized; there is a sense of accomplishment in owning something after a lifetime of admiration, and that’s purely an individual’s own thing. The car doesn’t need to be seen or heard by anyone other than the owner in order for them to feel accomplished in just owning the car. We have one customer, a local guy, who has a collection of fifteen or so cars. Thing is, these aren’t what we’d consider very collectible cars. Primarily big, boxy American sedans of the 1960s. He didn’t buy any of these cars with the intention of attending car shows or reselling for a profit years down the road, they were simply cars he always told himself he one day wanted to own. So when he retired, years ago now, he began buying the cars of his youth. Just checking them off the list, really. When he came back for the fifth or so time to buy a car from us, it came up that he doesn’t actually drive any of the cars, ever. Hasn’t even road registered a single one of them. When he first dropped that fun-fact on us, I thought he was nuts. Didn’t understand it. But now, having met a few more guys like him and seen some larger collections, I’m starting to come around. I wouldn’t say I’m quite there yet, but I’m beginning to grasp the how and why.
Look at it like this: Aside from the emotional ties and bucket-list aspects involved in purchasing decisions, when it comes down to it, some cars beg to be driven while others do not. For example, I’d love to own an early soft-window 911 Targa; I’d take the top off and drive until I’m sunburnt and delirious. However, I’d also love to own an early Dodge Power Wagon. Miserable to drive, but so, so cool. Given the means, I think it’s pretty likely that I’d find a spot on my property to permanently park a Power Wagon. I can picture it now, and yup…confirmed, it definitely does feel good owning it just to own it.
Written by: Jake DePierro
Being the defacto “car guy” within my little network of friends and acquaintances, I’m routinely asked all sorts of “What car should I buy?”-type questions. The resulting overarching conclusion is this: most car-shoppers these days want a car that can do anything and everything, and do it all well. Today’s buyers want something reliable and fuel efficient, but also roomy, good in the snow, stylish, relatively quick, and fun to drive. I’ve thought and thought and thought and really, there’s no such thing as a perfect, do-it-all, one car solution.
Most cars are developed with a couple specific purposes in mind, and they will excel in those areas while falling short in others. A car that’s fun to drive, stylish, and quick probably isn’t very spacious or good in the snow, and vice versa. The way I see it, you’ll need a minimum of two cars in order to really effectively cover all your bases. Maybe that’s just the car enthusiast [hoarder, errr “collector”] in me, but I think it really does ring true. Sure, there are cars out there that the argument could be made for as a do-it-all hero, think BMW X-drive wagon, but does that really do everything well? It’s all relative. Maybe that X-drive wagon is fun to drive when you’re used to a Suburban, but hop in a Healey Sprite or MGA and that BMW will feel utterly watered-down and uneventful. Yeah it looks sharp sitting in traffic, flanked by beige Camrys on either side, but bring it to a Cars & Coffee on Sunday morning and you’ll quickly feel like the odd man out. It’s definitely fuel-efficient, but only until you realize those Camrys get twice the mileage at only a small fraction of the cost of entry. Not so much of a do-it-all hero anymore.
My recommendation is always, always, always the same – first, establish your priorities. Have a think, make a list. Is this the car you’ll be counting on to get you through city traffic to the office every morning, year-round? Or is the car more of a summer luxury? Buy the car that best suits your immediate needs rather than wants; don’t try to do too much, because if you do, you will end up with a car that’s very mehhh, just so-so across the board. This ties back to my two car, at least, solution. Need a reliable, cost-effective, street-parkable daily driver but also want to have some fun with it? Budget of $20k? Great, go get yourself a newish Corolla for $13k, or whatever they cost these days. That’ll cover your practical, logical, feel-fine-about-beating-up-on-it daily driver. But to address the want, or need in the case of a real enthusiast, for something that’s more enjoyable to drive, that remaining $7k can go a long, long way. Think 944, MGB, e30 and the like. It’s not a car that you’ll regularly drive to the office in, or cross the country in, so go have some fun with it. Find something that you really want, not necessarily need. This is where a classic car makes a ton of sense; it’ll have more sense of occasion than just about anything on the road today, will serve as a social catalyst of sorts, will provide some pride of ownership (unlike the Corolla), and if you buy it right, will be nice and easy on the wallet.
But what do I know? I prioritized fun-to-drive in my two-car solution and ended up with two classic German sports cars. Only one of which is running at the moment, and not even very well, I’ll admit. Hardly a “solution”, but no regrets. Car shoppers, there’s an endless army of Corollas available for chauffeuring from point A to point B at the touch of a button, thanks to the Uber app. Two classic sports cars and an Uber lifeline….now that’s what I call a solution! 10 of 10, would recommend.
Written by: Jake DePierro
“Slow car fast”. We’ve all heard it before. And it’s an ethos that, as a classic-car guy, I’m totally on board with. Essentially the thinking is that if a car is slow, or relatively so, its performance limit is within immediate-enough reach that it can be toyed with within the confines of public roads and traffic laws. To the majority of automotive enthusiasts, the most enjoyable part of driving a car is hanging on the ragged edge of grip, right? So it would make sense then that the slower the car, the easier it’d be to maximize the fun of driving it. It does sound a bit ridiculous, and of course there are endless exceptions to the slow-is-more-fun rule, but the more cars I drive, the more parallels I see between the ones that truly exhibit the “it” factor. And I’ll tell ya from experience, sheer speed has nothing to do with “it”. Read more
I’ll admit, until I’d driven one, I struggled to grasp just how or why the Mercedes 500e, a relatively pedestrian-looking 90s sedan, could still command sale prices upwards of $50k 25 years after its inception. However, after a few miles behind the wheel, it all starts to make sense; the automotive press in the early 1990s hit the nail on the head, the 500e is best described as a “Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing”. A quick look at the car doesn’t tell the whole story; it’s the background of how the car came to fruition, and the unlikely collaborative effort of two German marques that makes the 500e such a unique, historically-significant, and desirable vehicle.
In the late 80s and early 90s, Porsche was in dire straights. Their model range hadn’t seen any major updates in decades, and sales dwindled. On the verge of bankruptcy, Porsche offered up their manufacturing resources to the highest bidder. Mercedes was under market pressure to come up with a hopped-up 4dr sedan to answer to BMW’s M5, which had been ruling the super-sedan segment with an iron fist since it’s introduction in 1985. Mercedes made the most of Porsche’s vulnerable position; Mercedes contracted with Porsche to collaborate in creating the ultimate Autobahn-blaster. Mercedes sent W124 E-class chassis, as well as 5.0L SL-class motors, to Porsche’s Zuffenhausen plant and let the Porsche engineers work their magic. Mercedes executives provided very little for direction, and the execution, clearly, was brilliant. Porsche transformed the very tame W124 into a proper performance machine, fitting the car with stiffer, lower suspension, a Recaro sportline leather interior, bigger brakes, aggressively flared front and rear wheel arches, and larger alloy wheels, among other things.
This particular example, which we’ve just listed for sale, is one of only about 1500 to come to the United States. The owner, our buddy Marvin, purchased the car new in 1992 and has only added 25,000 miles over the course of his 26-year ownership. While 25,000 miles doesn’t sound like much, it was enough to come away from the ownership experience with some fantastic, quintessentially-500e stories…..
When I asked Marvin how he managed to put so few miles on a car regarded as one of the all-time-great long-haul highway cruisers, his response was priceless. He originally bought the car to be his wife’s daily-driver; she did drive it for a year or so, but after a few thousand miles she handed him back the keys and said “we should trade this in, it’s too fast!” Marvin, being a Mercedes guy and recognizing the significance of the 500e, couldn’t bring himself to get rid of it, so he went out and got her the 300e and held onto his 500e as an every-once-in-a-while driver.
The first time I drove the 500e I was blown away by the immediately-recognizable build quality. The car is rock solid; ride quality is silky-smooth, the car isn’t phased by Chicago’s pothole-ridden streets, and is dead silent from inside the cabin. Speed is effortless, gears are long, and the car truly gives the impression that it’s most at home on the freeway, in the leftmost lane, humming along at triple-digit speeds. When I relayed my initial impressions to Marvin, he chuckled and began to tell me his fondest memory of his 500e. Some years ago, Marvin went on a trip to Vail, Colorado. As he wanted to bring his dog with him, he chose to drive the 1100 miles rather than fly. He drove through the night, arriving in Vail, Colorado just over 14 hours later with his GPS indicating an average speed of 93mph….which included the low-speed miles exiting the city, as well as four lengthy stops to let the dog out, fuel up, and use the restroom. All things considered, he was cookin’!
Only now, being in his 80s and downsizing the car collection, has Marvin finally decided to part ways with his 500e. We’ve been tasked with finding the car a new custodian; with it’s one-owner history, low miles, and outstanding condition, this surely won’t be a tough sell!
Written by: Jake DePierro
Has there ever been a car that you thought nothing of until you actually got a shot behind the wheel? A car that you never would have looked twice at, but really impressed you with the fun-factor on the road? In the position that I’m in, having been afforded the opportunity to buy and sample a wide variety of classic cars on a regular basis, there are many cars that have made lasting impressions and, in some cases, wiped clear my complete and utter lack of enthusiasm for that particular make or model.
Buying & Appreciating Classic Cars
I’ll admit, for a very long time early American cars didn’t interest me in the slightest. For many years, there was no part of me that wanted to own a car of the 1920s or 1930s, or was even curious as to what the driving experience would be like. However, not until I spent some time behind the wheel of our ‘31 Ford Model A, which was actually single-family-owned over three generations, did I really come to appreciate and understand the appeal of early American cars. The Model A is a short-distance, in-no-hurry kind of car, but on a nice sunny day when you only have a couple of miles to cover, it really is a ton of fun to chug along in the rightmost lane in a car that’s nearly a century old. There’s absolutely an appeal to driving something with roots where it all started – something that allows you to compare and contrast the earliest forms of automotive technology vs the newest. There’s a beauty and brilliance to the simplicity of these cars; air, fuel, and spark, isn’t everything else a bit superfluous?
As someone who frequents automotive-related webpages and forums, I’ve heard over and over, “Miata is always the answer.” For those “What car should I buy?” type questions, Miata seems to be the default do-it-all solution. I’ve never really taken that seriously though; as someone who hadn’t, until recently, owned or even driven a Miata, I took those suggestions with a grain of salt. As I was raised on German cars of the 60s and 70s, I had a hard time imagining a relatively modern Japanese economy car really being enough car to scratch the itch. Until last year that is, when we at CCC bought our first Miata, a ‘92 Black & Tan with just 6k miles from new. I was sold on it from the first lap around the block. For me, as someone who has spent a lot of time in Triumphs, MGs, and Austins, I saw the Miata as a surprisingly refreshing modern take on the classic British roadsters that I hold so dear. The Miata offers a similar short-wheelbase, low-driving-position, wind-it-out-to-find-the-power driving experience, but with cushy suspension that doesn’t rattle your bones on bumpy surfaces, a reliable motor that’ll start right up no matter the temperature outside, and airbags that at least provide the illusion that it’s a safe ride. That Black & Tan ignited a first-gen Miata marathon, as we promptly went out and bought three more after getting our first taste. Now when I see “Miata is always the answer” thrown around online, it’s tough to fault the thinking.
Owning A Classic
One of the many highlights of having the opportunity to drive a wide variety of cars is getting to see how different cars evoke responses from different kinds of people on the road. For example, let’s say you’re driving a ‘69 Camaro around town. You’re sure to get a handful of thumbs-up from passerbys, but they’ll more than likely all be from middle-aged guys. But if you’re driving something like an early Volkswagen Beetle, you’re basically in a thumbs-up magnet. With iconic classic cars like the Beetle, you don’t just get responses from one specific age group or gender, it’s anybody and everybody. Little old ladies walking their lapdogs will point and smile, even toddlers waddling down the sidewalk alongside their parents will take notice and make a fuss. While the Beetle doesn’t really excel in any particular area as far as the quality of the driving experience, the tremendous positive response it garners makes it an absolute blast to drive, ride along in, or even just to be around. It’s hard not to smile in the presence of an early Beetle. In a hurry? You’d better not stop at a gas station, because you’ll almost certainly be locked into a long, nostalgic, Beetle-related story from the person at the next pump over. Part of the charm of being a buyer and owning a classic car is being able to share the appreciation for the car with other people, and no car makes that easier than an early Beetle.