One of my steps in preparing Bertha for drives longer than around the block was dealing with the charging...
Last week I discussed how, in order to continue drive Bertha, I needed to make her completely legal, which...
Two weeks ago, I described sorting Bertha, my reclaimed 2002, to the point where around-the-block runs were sufficiently uneventful...
It seems like back in the day, I replaced a lot of starters in 2002s and other vintage BMWs....
Two weeks ago, I described the work I did on Bertha during the feverish weekend just before Oktoberfest. I’d...
Last week I talked about my attempt to resurrect Bertha sufficiently to drive her to Oktoberfest, and taking it...
Last week, BMW CCA member Jonathan Selig saved the day by producing the valve guide I needed out of...
As I write this on the Friday evening before Oktoberfest, I stand on the precipice of either achieving jaw-dropping...
Last week I took Bertha’s head off and took it to the machine shop. Two bad valves were found,...
Last week, I got Bertha—the 2002 I sold to my friend Alex nearly 30 years ago—running well enough to...
Having repurchased Bertha, the 1975 2002 I brought up from Austin in 1984, drove away from my wedding in...
I am a man to whom context is important; this is why some of my stories have a long...
Last week I described the road trip to the Vintage, concentrating on caravan member Jordan Berube’s belt-related cooling-system troubles...
Two weeks ago, I described resurrecting the Black Shark—a black-on-black 1985 635CSi five-speed I got for free from my...
I ended last week’s piece on a cocky note, literally taunting the Automotive Powers That Be by saying that...
First, to close out last week’s piece on the Black Shark: The $25 Chinese-made viscous fan clutch I ordered...
You may recall the piece I wrote last fall about winding up with a free black-on-black 1985 635CSi five-speed....
You’d think that after my epic six-part online series a few years back on refinishing a set of Style...
Last week, I described taking Sharkie (my ’79 Euro 635CSi) for a post-winter drive, discovering that the car’s ride...
Over 30 years ago—in the April 1987 Roundel, to be exact—I penned an article titled “How To Buy A...
A number of recent events have gotten me thinking about my own mortality. First and foremost is the fact...
About two years ago, I wrote a column in Roundel titled “Mobility, Shmobility.” I’d just attended a conference at...
With the new gas tank, the differential swap, and the shift-bushing repair on the ’79 Euro 635CSi, the car...
Last week, I’d removed the leaky gas tank in my ’79 Euro 635CSi, ordered a new Euro tank from...
With the Louie saga finally complete, and no 733i with a red leather interior and a deafeningly loud exhaust...
In last week’s article, I described driving Louie the 2002tii another 60 miles past the BMW CCA Foundation in...
Last week I assured myself that Louie’s cracked head—cracked through the boss that the valve-cover stud threads into at...
Last week I described how I decided to adjust Louie’s valves prior to driving him down to the BMW...
Last week I described walking through the punch list of things needed to get Louie the 2002 ready for...
As soon as I survived The Flu From Hell and felt like I had the cognitive and motor skills...
