What better way to kick off “Auction Week” in Arizona than with a world-class car show? No for sale signs on the seats. No trolling with slow-moving spec builds or murky provenance cars by dealers, like at the local shows. Since 2014, that answer was the Arizona Concours d’Elegance. Continue reading “R.I.P. Arizona Concours”
It’s been a busier than usual couple of weeks living in car Mecca. This past week was the Holy Grail –
Scottsdale Arizona Auction Week. (For those not interested in “alternative facts,” Scottsdale only hosts most of the auctions. RM is in Phoenix. Silver is on the Fort McDowell Yavapai Nation.)
The buildup started with the Barrett-Jackson World’s Biggest Collector Car Media Preview. Craig Jackson himself was there, with some insights and some 2017 bullet points.
Cool story about the L-88 ‘Vette, bro. The live version was more interesting than the B-J preview show version they played during the second half of the preview. I didn’t watch. Instead, I wandered the hall without drowning in a sea of humanity and merchants. If this were the first one, OK. Growing pains. I get it. Hopefully they improve the sound, light and staging for the second. If it wasn’t the first, well maybe let’s try a little harder. Maybe not a dark cave next time.
Barbara in red at the table was very nice and lined up a badge and a parking pass for me. I took a Diet Coke for my trouble, but skipped the mystery food in little white and red boxes.
Continue reading “Auction Week 2017: Goliath”
A 458 that’s had a LOT of work done. I’m just going to put this up here without further comment. Love or loathe? You tell me.
Continue reading “Things That Make You Go Huh?”
It’s no secret that the California is not my most favorite Ferrari. It’s mostly due to the member berry/Heavy Metal spaceship giant ass and the mostly fake tailpipes and lights. With that said, I like this one. I love the
blue blu. I especially love the maize yellow “Giallo” diffuser and pinstripes. Elegant. yet racy. And not beholden to too much conservative self-restraint in the ordering studio. I was in a rush, so I didn’t even peek at the interior, to see if it was even better in there. Hopefully.
Continue reading “Just a Quiet Saturday Afternoon”