...and some dude came STORMING across the street and started into the Parking Lady for writing him a parking ticket. He was screaming, totally up in her face. She calmly got on her radio and I kid you not there were THREE cruisers there in less than 30 se
Somewhere in Santa Monica about 25 years ago. 1971 Super Beetle. 1600 dual port with Solex carb (never went dual carbs). Last year of the flat wind shield, first year of MacPherson front struts. IRS. Look at that new vinyl top! (I must have just had it do
I totally love the old school aesthetic, especially the analog dials, wire wheels, exhaust and rounded lights.... Keep it safely garaged, vehicle thefts have spiked yet again in recent months, my new bike got stolen from Santa Monica less than a month ago
. . . and some Porsche club was northbound. Roughly twenty vintage and modern Porsches driven by their owners towards Santa Barbara as we were on our way to Santa Monica. Gosh, do I ever miss him. Art
I will have to try Luxxe next time I am in the area. I am no coffee snob either, but love a good up of coffee. My usual is an americano because I like to taste the coffee more straight up. But I like a good latte or cappuccino from time to time. Super coo
Of course, if they run over someone on Montana Avenue, there's a good chance that the victim knows a lot of lawyers. I am also going to call them out for stacking their experiment: that area has many wide streets, excellent visibility around corners, and
Google's autonomous vehicle company Waymo (Motional is a sub-division I guess) has been testing various iterations of cars and equipment on the streets of north Santa Monica for quite some time now, so when I saw this Hyundai Ioniq pull-up next to me ther
. . . was a wagon(!) on the Santa Monica Freeway, and that was decades ago. In the last two months I've seen three. Two of them could've been renditions, but one was definitely the real deal. Still keeping my eyes on the lookout for your rods, Camaro, and
three times and neither time was easy-going. First time in a European city center as a passenger in my father's Golf MkI the car stopped dead in the middle of a very busy intersection and I had to help him push it a few hundred feet to safety (super embar