The best, brightest and baddest asses in the automotive world. #WithAuthority
That’s a big, brash statement. But as brash as it is – it’s true. Here we explore all those who are kings and queens of speed, of power, of innovation, of style, of precision, of design and engineering.
We share the stories of the godfathers and the up and comers alike. Legendary people, cars, trucks and bikes you’ve known your entire life, and those that are poised to take their own place on the mantle.
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There’s a lot of country to be explored… especially once you get off the highways and take to the trails. Whether your setting out to buzz the dunes and beaches in Oregon, to throw mud and rock on the paths through the Appalachians, or to climb to the top of Colorado – there are plenty of great trails to be explored. Sometimes, the options can be a little daunting. Here are (in our humble opinion) seven of the “must-explores” throughout the country…READ MORE…
Corry Weller didn’t grow up racing, she wasn’t born into a family of motorsports, and her dad wasn’t any sort of seasoned race car driver. And it doesn’t matter.
As it turns out, despite her being one of the most winningest UTV-class short-course racers around, it wasn’t until 2001 that she’d engage in any sort of motorsports at all. “I saw a quad, thought it was kind of different, and so I went out and bought one,” she says about the sort of unsuspecting way that it all started.
“Owning an M3 was bound to happen.” At least that’s what Eibach Springs account manager Tony Jackson says about his transitioning from tracking smaller, Japanese-based sub-compacts like Honda’s Civic to the performance-minded BMW. Jackson’s been honing his skills on racetracks across California for nearly 10 years, mastering the art of maneuvering a highly modified front-wheel-drive car yet with sights always set on something with its drive wheels posted at the other end.
Kirk Ives never wanted a Pontiac Chieftain, but that’s mostly because he'd never heard of the car. Odds are neither have you. Pontiac manufactured the car from 1949 to 1958, and NASCAR proved its worthiness throughout 1957, but the Chieftain never quite rolled off the tongues of post-WWII hot rodders like, say, the ’57 Chevy did. Which is exactly why Ives was initially hunting for a Chevy 150 sedan...
You want something with four doors and more than 400 hp underneath its hood that’ll do 0-60 in under five seconds and instinct sends you packing for someplace in western Europe. Not Australia.
Turns out your instincts are wrong, and the Aussie-built Chevy SS does everything you’d never expect an American sedan to do and in all the right ways.
At least that’s what Derrick Yee thought...
There’s something different about Rob Parsons’ workshop. An overhead hoist spans about the 29-year-old’s welding and fabrication space, allowing whomever holds the remote to do everything from shelve a longblock to position a main hoop inside of a car. Dollies are everywhere but are used for more than just moving race cars around. You won’t find the sort of two- or four-post lifts that typically occupy an auto garage, either. Instead, a portable one that ascends no more than 48 inches, according to Parsons, gives him all the clearance he needs.
Every year for the last five, HRE Performance Wheels has opened up its doors and parking lots to the public for what is one of the most eclectic car gatherings in Southern California. 2015 marked the largest turnout for this event ever, with over 700 vehicles on site (and in the surrounding lots, streets and any imaginable area you could park a car) and nearly 2,000 attendees.
Once a hotbed for drag racers with more than a dozen strips dispersed from San Diego to Sacramento, Los Angeles County’s last remaining stretch of legally sanctioned asphalt is the next on the list to be razed come 2016.
To make way for an outlet mall, of course.
Irwindale Speedway, which opened in 1999 and is situated just 20 miles east of downtown Los Angeles, is more than just an eighth-mile dragstrip
It’s the original and unrestored body that’ll make you look at Page Rad’s ’39 Ford pickup, but it’s the details that’ll keep you from turning away. Details like the 1950s sprint car gas cap that was massaged into the 76-year-old body, or the ’61 Gibson guitar rhythm-and-treble switch that’ll bypass the MagnaFlow exhaust with nothing more than a flick.
Rad’s ’39 breaks as many rules as it can. “I wanted the oldest, most original truck possible,” he says about why he shied away from more prevalent ’50s- and ’60s-era metal for the extraordinary.
June 21, 2001, wasn’t all that big of a deal. Orange Toyota Supras were still orange Toyota Supras, and jet-black Dodge Charger R/Ts were still the sort of American muscle cars you’d expect to trample all over anything with fluorescent highlights.
But June 22 changed whatever preconceptions anybody might’ve had. Preconceptions of a burgeoning sport compact car performance industry that seemed to be poised to overthrow its domestic counterpart.
You know APR Performance for the company’s high-end carbon-fiber aero components, like their track-proven adjustable wings, air ducts, and brake-cooling systems. And now you know them for building what’s one of the boldest Corvette Stingrays you’ve seen yet that’s every bit as capable as the woven-fiber parts the Southern California aero firm churns out.
At least that’s what APR’s marketing and sponsorships guy, K.C. Chou, hopes you know. And all of that’s mostly because of the C7’s ProCharger that nets the LT1 engine just north of 600 hp. On 91 octane.