When he was six years old, Peter Maas nabbed his grandfather’s garage key and snuck into his own future. Inside the shop, he found himself captivated by the shelves of carburetors and spark plugs, and old pictures of his grandpa’s TT racing days at Assen. From that moment on, Maas was obsessed with old things, and especially with old things that motored about on two wheels.
What began as building motorcycles in his kitchen became a full-time gig for Brian Sloma. After listing one of his creations on Craigslist, and things just spiralled from there.“You see a car for nothing but a car,” says Brian Sloma, “…even if it has rims, is wrapped, and has wings—it’s still the same car. But you take a bike, you change the tank and the seat…what is it?”
We're all affected differently. Some people fall in love because their dad or uncle had one. Others fall in love out of necessity, constant breakdowns requiring them to work on their car. For Mr. Frank Mandarano a tour through the Maserati factory in the '60s was enough for him to be smitten. He bought his first Maserati a few years later, a red 3500GT, which promptly broke the day after he bought it.
Everybody has their “thing.” For John Willhoit, it’s certainly a German thing. For the past 37 years, he and his custom 1971 Porsche 911T have been Stuttgart’s outpost in Los Angeles County. Whether in his shop restoring classic 356s and 911s or on the road thrashing his own rear-engined machine, Willhoit’s German thing is a good thing indeed.