it would seem that my Porsche Project is, well.. stalled. -to use an overused bad mechanical pun.
once i get all the details i will post them. -let's just say that i think that Crocket and Tubbs are involved...
let's turn the the other side and talk about trucks.
English trucks. -rather unreliable English trucks. and English guys with bad teeth. -err scratch that last one.
Yes, i am talking about my long term affair with Land Rover.
i think this is what hooked me:
a long time back (like 1996) i had the chance to drive one of the Camel Trophy vehicles that was out in Colorado. man, that was cool. and those guys are HARDCORE. -well not as hardcore as s
some of my friend Dave's friends, but for a candy-ass like myself, let's say i was impressed. there i am in my bright yellow fleece...
needless to say i was HOOKED immediately on the Discovery Series. how hooked? -as soon as i returned, i literally went to the local Rover dealer in Darien and traded in my M5! (and they say experiential marketing doesn't work...).
and picked her up:
not a lot of photos of her. -she was a sexy black SE7 and had a bit of an attitude problem. she would start up, but sometimes she would just quit. favorite was the time on the highway -at 70 mph. or on the tri-borough bridge, on a friday before a long weekend! ah, NewYorker's are such a friendly bunch indeed! -but when she did run, she was awesome. she would go anywhere and looked different than all the other SUV's n the road. i really loved taking her off road all weekend and then driving into NYC with her totally covered in mud. guys at the garage thought i had series issues. -it was the first vehicle that i had owned that really felt free in.
anway, all good things... after a couple of years, i swapped her out for this one
(you'll notice a few
pics taken at the same Rover , as the models change in the background):ah yes, in GREEN all will be better. no?
anyway, she came from Cali. and had to be shipped in. had her for a few of years. she was great, made a ton of trips to ACK and on the beaches out there. -drove the sh*t out of her. after s few years, i put her on ebay and sold her to a... "dancer" -who actually paid me in cash. which is not so unusual. but they were small bills. like real small. try going in into citibank with 19k in 5's and 10's. i promise they will bring you into a small room and have a
chat with you. especially when many of the bills seem to curl up on the ends... again, see the Crocket and Tubbs remark at the start.after getting rid of her though i felt like someone had taken away a favorite old toy.
so i went out and looked for a new toy. a BIGGER one.
i ended up with a G-WAG.
but it really wasn't the same for some reason. maybe because to seemed to start and run, like all the time?...you can see the clear styling influences that were shared between the vehicles.
this was a strange bird. like dating a girl who doesn't speak english and is mad at YOU about it.
-i remember that there was a leak on the driver's side window and MB couldn't fix it; SO THEY REPLACED THE ENTIRE DOOR. -seriously. she was a g-55 AMG and had B*LLS DELUX.
i mean if you punched it, she would snap your head back to the headrest -with aggression. had this great throaty growl to her too.
she ran like a tank and had the extra feature of getting ALMOST 6 miles to the gallon! -just like a real, actual tank.anyway, she was fun, but strangely i HATED the way she was off road. HATED her in sand. and found myself missing my old toy...
so to remedy the jones, i picked up this old(er) p-38 Range. LOVE this truck. still have it and drive it. -sometimes, it's the simpler things...
after a while the itch became too much... so..... i wandered back in to Darien Land Rover (where they're always glad to see me. right John?) and traded in the G-WAG for an old (new actually) friend:
ah, home again. great truck. my favorite one on the DISCOS.Ultimately though, just not big enough. so....
stay tuned... :)
peace,
Joe
