There were two automotive events of substance last week here at Chez Hack. The first was that I finally...
A while ago, I wrote about a handling issue on Rene, my ’73 3.0CSi, that manifested itself primarily in...
We’re going to take a break from the “Decapitating Louie” series, since I haven’t managed to get the head...
Years ago, I was pulling the head off Kugel, my dear departed Chamonix ’72 2002tii, in order to prophylactically...
The year was 2012. The place was the parking lot of the Hawthorne Inn in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, the...
As we cross into 2022, the good news is that my E39 has not misbehaved any further. But other...
Near the end of the summer, I wrote about giving my daily-driver 2003 E39 530i stick sport some long-delayed...
The big sweep of my automotive storage situation has been: 1984–1992: Occupying both bays in the two-car garage of...
My tii is rusting. Over the years, I’ve written a number of pieces addressing the issue of driving our highly...
A few weeks ago I described coming to my senses regarding Hampton, the remarkably original 49,000-mile survivor 2002 that...
On a Thursday morning two weeks before Thanksgiving, I saw the kind of ad that normally makes me drop...
A few weeks ago I wrote about a longstanding steering issue in Rene, my ’73 3.0CSi, that manifests itself...
Back in January, I wrote about looking for a car-centric home—you know, your basic dream of moving out of...
I had thought that I’d be writing Part Two of “Steering Rene Right” (correcting the steering issue in my...
A few weeks ago, I wrote about taking Rene, my 1973 E9 3.0CSi, on a mini road trip to...
A few weeks ago, I talked about how Zelda, my ’99 Z3, mildewed while sitting under a cover at...
Last week I committed to taking Rene, my treasured and babied ’73 3.0CSi, on a 400-mile two-day mini road...
The Vintage at Saratoga event hosted by BMW CCA’s Patroon Chapter has the dual-pronged advantage of being a wonderful...
It’s no surprise that in the summer, I tend to favor cars that are air-conditioned. As a result, the...
Last week I wrote about Sharkie, my 1979 Euro 635CSi, which blew a heater hose on the way to...
Remember last week when I swapped instrument clusters in the ’79 Euro 635CSi in order to get a correctly...
I ended last week’s piece by saying, “My plan is to drive out to Fitchburg in the Bavaria this...
As the big seasonal clock swings around to September, I’m paying attention to the rapidly approaching date for a...
In Part I of The Bigger Badder Mouse Warehouse, I regaled and disgusted you with the story of my...
As long-time readers know, I’ve repeatedly referenced borrowing “the work truck” to occasionally tow cars. Said work truck is...
About two months ago, I wrote about my 2003 E39 530i stick sport’s mysteriously and repeatedly losing power while...
In the July 2007 issue of Roundel, I wrote a column titled “Walking in Hack Footprints,” in which I described...
I’m a weird guy. Well, you already know that, but this time the context of that simple declarative statement...
Last week I discussed two very different cars—my E39 530i stick sport (ostensibly my daily driver) and my 1996...
In several of my past columns, I’ve been whining about my 2003 E39 530i stick sport. I bought the...
