Rallycrossing My Way To Better Mental Health
In 2018, I basically stopped writing. Not for any sort of grand purpose, but just because life outside…
The Alfa Romeo Giulia Quadrifoglio Made Me Feel Like a Naughty Schoolgirl
I know our boss thinks the little Quadrofoglio is a cheater, but I still had to try it…
I Secretly Love the Smart Fortwo
Ok, not so secretly. I finally see what our man Ike, from the Untitled Car Show Podcast was…
The NAIAS Showed Me That The Enthusiast Is a Dying Breed
If you haven’t noticed, we were at the North American International Auto Show in Detroit this week. The…
Shelby GT500: Fear And Loathing, But Mostly Fear
Not to be a pretentious twat, but most cars don’t dazzle me. Working with a luxury dealer for…
Global Time Attack Chapter Two: Profanity And Pizza
Once the sun rises, and the mosquitos are no longer at Biblical pestilence levels, you can truly appreciate…
Global Time Attack Chapter One: Hot & Loud in the Dirty South
I’ve been getting a crash course in auto racing this year. I’ve experienced everything from autocross, to hillclimbs,…
A Tale of Two Subarus
I’ve been accused of being a little mean to Subaru. For a bit of backstory, I used to…
Endurance Racing Has Its Own Sense of Time. Chapter Two.
My racing experience is woefully inadequate, but from the few events I have competed in, the start is…
Endurance Racing is a Heartless Bastard! Chapter One.
Endurance racing is a heartless bastard. Harsh, but true. Now, I generally don’t go to many races, for…