You’ve seen the first road test of my 1948 Willys CJ-2A already, but that wasn’t truly the very first time this Willys drove under its own power post-rebuild, because before that, I romped through the mudpit in my backyard. Talk about an engine break-in procedure.
It is the Jalopnik staff’s unanimous opinion that you should buy a BMW Z3. But which Z3? There are so many. I’m here to tell you! It is this Z3, a 1997 Z3 in green. Did I mention it’s a lifted Z3 on big ol’ Jeep Wrangler-sized tires? Because it is!
Oh, you have a Ford Raptor? A murdered-out Chevrolet SS? One of the last Dodge Vipers? Congratulations. Your car isn’t anywhere close to being as menacing as this 1989 Tatra 613—especially since it was allegedly owned by the KGB.
God. Just look at that thing. It looks like an actual vehicle, and not just a rotten carcass about to return back to earth. This overly ambitious off-road project is coming down to the wire; here’s what happened on my first road test with #ProjectSlowDevil.
I never thought I’d say this, but my dilapidated 1948 Willys CJ-2A is going to actually propel itself down a road.
Engines have to be designed not only to work, but to be fixed when they stop working. But whether through compromises, poor design or just a lack of regard for who the second or third or fourth owners might be, some engines are far more of a pain to wrench on than others.
The Lexus LS 400 has garnered acclaim for being one of the most durable, maintenance-free, high-mileage-conquering luxobarges out there. These merits are largely well earned. However, what nobody seems to mention are two maintenance nightmares that can bring the car to its knees. I’m going to explain these issues and…
Getting power from your car’s engine—which is fixed to the body, naturally!—to your wheels, which move up and down and, in some cases, side to side—requires an intricate system of shafts with special joints built in. In the latest episode of David Dissects, I’ll show you how they work.
The Nissan GT-R is this generation’s reigning king of tuner cars. A quick search of YouTube alone yields turnt-up GT-Rs with 800, 1,200 or even over 2,500 horsepower. Fun fact! This was not what Nissan had in mind when first it sold the car to us.
I should be honest and mention that our editor-in-chief, Patrick George, doesn’t think this is A Thing. Raph and David, my co-writers and fellow shitbox-owners, do. So now I’m curious as to how widespread this practice is. Manual transmission drivers: do you ever shift in such a way as to help keep you from speeding?
Count to six. That’s how long it takes for AMS Performance’s monstrosity of a Nissan GT-R to run the quarter mile. That’s not just quick, it’s terrifying.
To some car enthusiasts this will sound like blasphemy, but after lots of thought and wrenching on junky cars, I’ve decided that a mandatory—but very, very basic—safety inspection in every state is the right thing to do. Here’s why.
If you’ve been following the tragedy that is my 1948 Willys CJ-2A off-road project, you’ve likely concluded that it’s a total basket case and that I should have given up ages ago. Well, you’re right. And the project is still in peril. But there’s good news: my stubbornness has borne some fruit finally, and the Jeep is…
Now that I know my 1948 Willys CJ-2A runs, my biggest issue—one that threatens to cripple the whole project—is the electrical system. Namely, the fact that two critical components, the starter and generator, are toast.
We can look back on a lot of cars, especially American ones, from the 1990s and wonder about their questionable styling, but they did have one redeeming feature: they’re some of the easiest cars to wrench on today.
You may not realize this, but there’s an elaborate linkage just below the base of your windshield that allows your car’s wipers to move back and forth and, in some cases, up and down—and it is fascinating.
On Friday, I may or may not have made the claim: “This weekend is it. If I can’t get my 1948 Willys CJ-2A up and running by Sunday night, all hope is lost.” Well, I was wrong, because my friends Brandon, Steve and I didn’t get the Willys up running, but because we got a lot done, there is still as much hope as there…
More than a few people are bummed that when the Scion FR-S got a Toyota badge, it didn’t get the name Celica name to go with it. The Celica nameplate has always meant fun on the cheap, and now a decade into the used market, that’s more true than ever.