Last month I wrote about my storage issues (when aren’t I writing about my storage issues?), saying that the pressure was building...
“Was it that long ago that I bought my first 2002, rebuilt the transmission three times before I got...
As many of you know, last year I bought back Zelda, the 1999 Z3 2.3i that I’d sold to...
It’s been a weird few weeks here at the House of Hack. There was the no-sale of my survivor...
As I mentioned last week, after the surprising no-sale of Hampton, my survivor 2002, on Bring a Trailer, I...
Last week I was shell-shocked by the fact that Hampton, the 49,000-mile ’73 2002 that I spent months helping...
Two weeks ago I wrote about driving the Lotus out to Fitchburg to swap it for Louie (my ’72...
Okaaaay, folks: After planning on putting Hampton, my 48,000-mile survivor ’73 2002, on the block last fall, pulling back,...
It was just two weeks ago that I wrote a positively giddy piece explaining how getting my first COVID-19...
As it’s now officially spring, when a young (or old) man’s fancy turns to thoughts of road trips with...
It’s been a long strange year for all of us. One non-world-altering but still disconcerting effect of the pandemic...
Today’s topic confirms how right I was to buy back Zelda, my former 1999 Z3, in December, but first...
Two weeks ago I wrote about my preemptive strike to banish generic hardware-store hose clamps—the ones with slots cut...
After addressing the, er, hose-clamp situation on Hampton, the 48,000-mile ’73 2002 that I hope to sell this spring,...
Readers of this column will be relieved to learn that I’ve snapped out of my morose, self-indulgent “I’ve got...
The evolutionary biologist Stephen Jay Gould wrote about “punctuated equilibrium,” the tendency for biological systems to stay the same...
Thanks, everyone, for your concern over my recent head wound. I’m fine. The sutures were removed last Monday. The...
We’ve all been there. The sudden slip of the wrench. The moving of the thing you didn’t expect to...
In those wonderful carefree pre-pandemic days, whenever Maire Anne and I would visit friends in western Massachusetts or southern...
A few years ago, I was driving my 2003 E39 530i stick sport, ostensibly my daily driver (if I...
Last week I sussed out the path forward for fixing the a/c in Zelda, my 1999 Z3 2.3i whose...
Last week, after dealing with a no-start condition caused by a pinched wire, I got the clutch replacement completed...
Last week, when I practically collapsed from exhaustion at 5:30 p.m. on Christmas Eve. I had led Zelda’s transmission...
Last week the reinstallation of the transmission in Zelda, my 1999 Z3 2.5i, was train-wrecked by shipping delays for...
Last week, using a Rube Goldberg-like contraption that involved my mid-rise lift, a scissors lift table, a transmission jack,...
Last week, I bought back Zelda, my old 1999 Z3 2.3i, after my friend Kim’s son had crashed it...
If I had unlimited garage and property space, I’d be one of those people with a hundred cars—you know,...
My 1979 Euro 635CSi hasn’t gotten a lot of ink, electrons, or action in months. The big coupe’s forte...
When we last left poor Zelda, the 1999 Z3 2.3i I’d owned for six years—she was the center of...
I’ve written many times about the slightly ratty Boston Green 1999 Z3 2.3 that I bought eight years ago...
