This Datsun Traveled 37,000 miles on a North American Road Trip
The average American driver puts 13,500 miles per year on their car. Mr. Scott Fisher of Las Vegas, Nevada, added that many to the odometer of his 1967 Datsun Roadster in just the first three months of a recently-completed road trip that ultimately took him to forty-eight U.S. states and seven Canadian provinces. By the time Scott pulled into his garage in Las Vegas for the first time in eight months, he had covered 37,850 miles of the North American countryside.
Mr. Winston Dabbs is a product of his time. As a young man in 1970s Compton, California, he was swept up in the local enthusiasm for British sports cars, tasteful status symbols among young black men of the time. Winston's own entry into the world of British cars was modest – a Bugeye Sprite which he bought from a friend for $75 – but it sparked a passion that has stayed with him to this day, a passion that led to a career in automotive restoration.
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.
Some people might consider Mr. Brian Bent's lifestyle extreme, an anachronism perhaps. But we have a feeling that he'd be OK with that. You see, when Brian purchased this 1927 Oakland he built the clutch pack himself. He also makes his own 1920s and '30s style surfboards and his own period-correct clothing. Brian applies "Drive Tastefully" to his entire life, making sure that all the pieces fit him.
It’s quite rare to see a 1973 Ferrari 365 GTB/4 “Daytona” pressed into daily service, racking up nearly 40,000 miles in the process. Lange’s dad passed the car onto him at 30—much earlier than promised, so that his son could enjoy the car.“It just puts a big smile on my face, getting behind the wheel and driving this car,” he says. “But when I first got the car, it scared me. A lot.” With more power and less grip than he was used to, he had to learn how to operate the 12-cylinder “Daytona.”
In 1967, Glenn's parents special-ordered a silver Saab Sonett II from a Florida dealer and, as a result, Glenn spent his childhood riding to school not in Detroit’s muscle cars of the 1960s and ‘70s but in a 1500-pound Swedish sports car with a 70 horsepower, two-stroke engine. The Sonett has followed Glenn through life. In 1980, when he was eighteen years old, Glenn bought the car from his parents for $300 and, with the help of his father, gave the car enough energy to carry Glenn through college and into adulthood.