The Brougham ran a little lean driving through Jersey and into New York, which caused it to run a tad warm. But otherwise, she purred into Manhattan. New Yorkers are actually friendlier drivers than Washingtonians. Sure, New Yorkers honk and swear and holler to all get-out. Then they let you in. Washingtonians see a turn […]
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Pat picked me up at the Best Western at 9 o’clock and by 11 o’clock we had the new voltage regulator in the car and working fine. All ready to go–except the fuel regulator was still geysering gasoline onto the windshield. More fiddling. More trash in the lines. How could this be? I replace all
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A few other people recommended a carburetor man in Sicklerville, New Jersey, about 30 minutes south of Philadelphia towards Atlantic City. Racing Carburetors isn’t a huge operation with multiple bays of people running around with NASCAR parts. No, it’s a guy named Pat working from an incredibly-tidy garage behind his house. I wasn’t surprised–many specialists
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This morning I got underway at 7 o’clock and the car was grumbly and cranky. She flooded twice and then wouldn’t start as I pulled out into traffic (near the Washington beltway). Not the best. Finally, I got the old girl cranked and two-footed her from Washington to Philadelphia. On the road, she ran a
Sunday in the City With all the figurative storm clouds swirling around Washington, DC, it was almost a shock to see the city so bright and lovely. It’s impossible not to appreciate the grandeur of our nation’s capitol building. Of course, to snap these pictures, I had to break all kinds of traffic rules. Park.
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Pulling into Fairfax, the Brougham began to overheat. Kelly Estes of Estes Automotive in Birmingham used a laser thermometer to measure my engine heat–the gauge, as it turns out, is pretty accurate. Halfway is probably 160 or thereabouts. At 3/4, I’m guessing I was heating the old classic up to around 240. Not good. So
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The Brougham nearly catches fire. Hobnobbing with Rolls Royces.
Charleston, West Virginia Read More »
Oozed the Cadillac into this General Motors town at 1 pm. What a great place to be in a collector car–the home of the Corvette and the Cadillac XLR. After a nice segment on WBKO http://www.wbko.com/home/headlines/44551572.html, I went off in search of a someone to fix my window. It has been my experience with classic
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After having fed the collector car another 9 gallons at mile 412 of my trip, I decided it was time to feed myself. Now, as the former travel editor and food critic of Southern Living, I believe the best way to get to know a place is by its food. Different cultures may fade away:
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Nashville skyline never ceases to amaze. It matches the fins on the Brougham. The city itself is deceptive. From classics such as the Grand Ole Opry to modern restaurants and shopping, Nashville is a city that has it all. It’s a city that seems to beg for a visit in a classic car.
