Dropped

For whatever reason I've always found cars not available here in Canada intriguing regardless of what their actual build quality or reputation is. One such example of this are Opels, this isn't the first time I've posted an Opel of this vintage, and probably won't be the last. Somewhat bland at stock height Commodores start to look a whole lot better lower to the ground and fitted with a tasteful set of wheels.

After dragging our jaws around the floor of the Cobo Center for a few hours Blair said before we left AutoRama we had to go downstairs to check out the other part of the show. Not knowing there was a down stairs I was pretty intrigued by what else the Detroit AutoRama had to offer.

Going through my coverage of the Detroit AutoRama, and looking at the attention to detail in all of the builds, it's hard to not want to roll my own car directly into the nearest body of water and never look back. So many of the cars are closer to works of art than they are vehicles and If I ever get to the point where I can build a car half (maybe even a quarter) as nice as those I saw in the Cobo Center on Saturday I'll die a very happy man.

Last weekend the 47th Annual Auto Value World Of Wheels took place at the BMO Center in Calgary Alberta, and contributing photographer Mike McConnell just so happened to be in attendance with his trusty DSLR. Based on his coverage World of Wheels looks very similar to Performance World (now Megaspeed) here in Ontario. It caters mostly to classics --something I don't mind at all-- but every make, model, and style of build is welcome.

Following up last weeks Winter Wednesday with another local who rides low all year. This daily driver/occasional show car belongs to my friend Shayan who is more than willing to take advantage of Audi's Quattro all wheel drive system as soon as the white stuff starts to fall.

RWB has undeniably become one of the most popular Porsche Tuners (at least on the internet) in the past few years. While out with some friends the other night RWB came up over wings and beer and each of us picked a favourite of Naki-Sans creations. Well... Erik and Aidan were able to choose a favourite I personally couldn't settle on just one.

A couple years ago I met a gentleman who lives west of me named Jeff. Whether we met through kids bikes or trucks I can't really remember but since I've known him he has always had fairly interesting, low, vehicles. At the time we met he owned a mostly white first generation s-10 that packed such a punch it twisted itself into oblivion. He followed that up with a turbo Cavalier --which I have posted before-- that gets more insane by the day.

With the Fast Six trailer dropping Super Bowl Sunday, and an extended trailer taking flight later in the week, it's hard not to think back to the early days of the franchise. Looking at the 'car stars' from first instalment it's hard to say which vehicle the movie did more of a disservice; the Mk2 Jetta, The Toyota Supra, or the Mitsubishi Eclipse/Eagle Talon.

After last weeks Winter Wednesday featured the first Avant in this post long time reader Phil was practically begging for me to post more Avants here on SIE. Being the nice guy that I am I've decided to honour his request.

Ford Escorts came in several very different flavors. There was the North American Escort, the superior European Escort, and then the Escorts second cousin twice removed the Ford Orion. A quick peek at the wikipedia page reveals that the Orion was a four cylinder motivated, UK only, saloon version of the Escort hatchback that didn’t sell particularly stellar or make much of a splash.

I posted a before and after comparison of this Icelandic 924 turbo on the Fan Page and a few people (somewhat predictably) declared it a Photoshop. About an hour later I followed up with another photo and still people questioned whether or not the car was real or a manipulation of pixels.

Yesterday I got on the subway in Mississauga (with no snow in sight) only to arrive to Toronto in the middle of a snowstorm. That's a complete weather change in about 30 minutes. The snow combined with the bitter cold (double digit negatvies with wind chill) served as a reminder that old man winter has kicked off his shoes and put his stanky old feet on the coffee table with intentions of over staying his welcome.