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Crappy List Part Tre

Drive Time, Lists

Okay, after doing the Limeys and the Krauts, let’s do the Wops.  Here we have a problem because Italy has produced so many amazing cars that it’s difficult, nay almost impossible to keep it to only 25 great ones.  And for the purposes of simplicity, I’ve excluded Italian-styled cars which used off-brand engines, like those from Bizzarini, Intermeccanica, Pagani and De Tomaso.  Anyway, I’ve never been one to back down from a challenge, even if choosing the top 5 greatest Italian cars is really difficult.  Nevertheless, here we go…

1) 1959 Ferrari 250 GT:  Certainly, the ’59 GT set the bar for all other sports cars of the era, and today it’s sought after more for its collector value.  Although as one sees several racing at Goodwood nowadays, the howls of their lively engines are almost drowned out by the collective thudding of the heartbeats of their insurance agents.

2) 1976 Lamborghini Countach LP400:  I don’t know if any other car’s picture has graced more teenage boys’ bedroom walls, and even though the Countach is an absolute pig to drive, to park, in the rain and all that, people love this Lambo with a passion.  Even though some earlier cars can claim to be “supercars”, this one was the first:  impractical, over the top and utterly gorgeous.

3) 1975 Lancia Stratos HF Stradale:  “I know!  we’ll make a car the size of a skateboard and slap a modified Ferrari V6 engine right behind the driver’s head — and then we’ll go and win some World Rally Championships!”  Only Lancia could even have conceived such a concept.

4)  1956 Maserati 450 S:  Take a car that’s won some Formula 1 races, make it street legal and release it to the public almost unchanged.

5) 1969 Dino 246 GT:  One of the top 3 most beautiful sports cars Ferrari ever made, and it’s in almost everyone’s top 5 most beautiful of all cars ever made.

I know, I know… “But Kim, what about…[endless list follows]?”  See if you find yours in the next twenty…

6) 1947 Cisitalia 202:  The very first car made with “single-shell” coachwork, the 202 changed the entire face of the automobile industry.  As each car was handmade, the cost was astronomical and only a couple hundred were ever made.  Still lovely, especially the 1951 Cabriolet…

7) 1946 Maserati A6 1500:  With its post-war Italian design, the A6 set the scene for a huge number of sports cars (especially Aston Martin) to follow in the 1950s.

8) 1957 Fiat Nuovo 500:  The first actual purpose-built “city” car, the 500 went on to sell just under 4 million units over its 18-year lifetime.  Amazingly (by today’s standards), it was first marketed as a “family” car.

9) Lancia Aurelia B24 Spider:   The list of “first to market” features introduced by Lancia is staggering.  The Aurelia B24, for example, was powered by the first production V6 engine and was the first car to use radial tires. And was it beautiful?

10) 1986 Ferrari F110 Testarossa:  The only competitor to the Countach for “posters on the wall”, the Testa is still seriously popular among the Ferrari tifosi.

11) 1938 Alfa Romeo 8C 2900B Spider:  Whether you wanted to race it or just take it for a long road trip through Tuscany, the 8C line could do either with aplomb.  In the late 1930s.

12) 1968 Lamborghini Miura P400:  Some say the Miura is the most beautiful Italian car ever.  I don’t agree, but I can see their point.

13) 2002 Ferrari Enzo:  When you build a car dedicated to the company’s founder, it better be good.  It was, and still is.

14) 1955 Fiat SuperSonica:  Way ahead of its time, the SuperSonica showed that Fiat wasn’t all about the mass market.

15) 1965 Alfa Romeo Spider 1600:  During its eighteen years of production over four distinct styling generations, every single sports car fan, male or female, wanted to own one of these lovely little creatures — hell, it’s probably still true today.  With good reason.

16) 1965 Ferrari 275 GTS:  Pinifarina design, 3.3-liter V12, ’nuff said.

17) 1967 Lamborghini 400GT:  The 350 — Ferruccio’s first car after his argument with Enzo —  was good, the 400 much better.  And much less likely to break down than any Ferrari of the time, too.

18) 1982 Lancia 037 Stradale:  Like the earlier Stratos, this is Lancia’s street version of a monster Group B rally car, and the 037 was the last rear-wheel drive to win the WRC.  And one of the best-looking examples of 1980s automotive styling.

19) 2022 Maserati MC20 Coupé:  When they think that Ferrari has worn the “supercar” mantle for long enough, Maserati steps up with this 3-liter 600hp V6-powered beast, just so that people can remember that they too have a racing heritage.

20) 1973 Alfa Romeo Montreal:  An absolutely stunning sports car, powered by a 2.5-liter V8 (!), it is still the only car I’ve ever driven over 125mph — and I backed off before the engine did.

21) 1984 Ferrari 288 GTO:  While its “parent” 308 GTB was a good sports car, the 288 GTO was a missile.  Its 300+km/hr top speed was the fastest of any non-racing car of the time, much faster than anything made by its competitors and only 3km/hr less than the Enzo.  And it was gorgeous, too.

22) 1964 Lancia Flaminia Sport:  The Flaminia was Lancia’s luxury saloon line, but the Sport model was the more beautiful.

23) 1953 Iso Isetta:  The Fiat 500’s only competition in the “super economy” market, the Isetta’s 236cc (!) motorcycle engine got between 70 and 90 miles per gallon, and actually won the Mille Miglia race twice in the “Economy” class.  Top speed was about 47mph, but it took over half a minute to get there (unless you were on a downhill road with a strong tailwind).  Still, so popular was the Isetta during the mid- to late 1950s that it was made under license in seven other countries.

24) 1985 Alfa Romeo GTV6:  Best of the 1980s Alfas, the GTV6 was powered by the 2.5-liter V6, which is arguably one of the best Alfa engines of all time, giving incredible performance for a non-racing powerplant.  And it looked pretty good too (like the Lancia 037), in an era in which car designs were kinda blah;  and unlike most sporty cars, the GTV6 could carry a massive amount of luggage in its cavernous trunk.

25) 1986 Lamborghini LM002:  “We have to make-a the truck-a for the militaria.  So we make a truck-a, and drop in the 5.3-liter V12 engine from a Countach.  Should-a work-a.”

And that’s my list of 25 great Italian cars.  And incidentally, I’ve actually driven six of them myself.

Forests And Thickets

Bureaucracy, Gummint

Spend just a few minutes browsing through the DOGE website.  Pay particular attention to the very last section, which outlines the scale of regulation under which we have to live our lives.  An example:

That’s over fourteen million words, spread over sixteen thousand individual regulations.  (Ten guesses as to what number are devoted to the tax code.  If you guessed “most”, go to the head of the class.)

How about the stupid Environmental Protection Agency?

Now look at the dozens of other departments… all the while remembering that the original federal government was predicated upon having but two departments:  Treasury and War (Defense).

Then, when you have absorbed the immensity of our federal government and the burden of living under this forest of laws and thicket of regulations, please explain to me why we shouldn’t just take chainsaws to and start brush fires among the lot of them.  And the same to the hundreds of thousands of bureaucrats who “manage” and enforce them.

I feel an attack of Mencken coming on…

“Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats.”

This is one such time.

Dept. Of Righteous Shootings

Righteous Shootings

…and in today’s story, a reminder:  “Never Bring An Axe To A Gunfight“:

In Duplin County, NC an alleged intruder trying to break through a back door with an axe died after homeowners opened fire, shooting him numerous times.  Deputies arrived on scene to find David Bradley White “lying on his back at the bottom of some steps with multiple gunshot wounds.”  White was pronounced dead at the scene.

“Numerous times” heheheheh….

And as this happened in rural North Carolina, the cops patted the shooters on the back, thanked them for saving the cost of a trial, rolled up the late choirboy and stuck him in the trunk, and left.

So Much For That

Food & Drink, Health

For a while now — about five months — I’ve not been taking Ozempic because I cannot in all conscience afford the (rip-off) price of $250 a month for the rest of my life.  As my old buddy Patterson puts it so succinctly:  “Fuck that for a tale.”

And he’s right.

Anyway, I had my semi-annual physical yesterday, and got weighed with a certain degree of trepidation because there are all sorts of stories extant that say categorically that if you quit taking your weekly stomach-jab, the weight comes screaming back on.  To recap (for those unfamiliar with my tale of woe):  I weighed about 275 lbs. before I started taking Ozempic;  several months later I was down to 230 lbs. (n.b. my Army weight after boot camp was 225 lbs.), and at my annual checkup last November I was back up slightly (still on Ozempic), to 235 lbs.

So I got weighed yesterday, fearing for the worst:  236 lbs.

When I told the doctor that I had quit taking Ozempic, therefore, he just shrugged and said, “No big deal.  Your weight seems to have stabilized.”

Then he said that I was one of his healthiest patients, and for my 70 years of decrepitude, the healthiest he’d seen in years.  Then (as usual), he told me to fuck off and stop wasting his time because he had sick people to look after.

The interesting thing that happened to me with Ozempic was that my appetite disappeared completely:  three meals a day plus much snacking dwindled away to one meal a day, with maybe a snack every few days.  And what’s still more interesting is that the smaller food intake has become habitual;  I haven’t gone back to gorging myself on a daily basis. (The day before yesterday, for instance, I had a couple pieces of biltong at lunchtime followed by an egg and bacon sandwich for dinner — that’s one egg and two strips of bacon on a piece of French baguette.)

And if I feel really hungry during the day, the biltong (with maybe a piece of Jarlsberg cheese) takes care of it.

As to why I have my main meal in the evening:  I seldom feel like food first thing in the morning at the best of times;  I take my meds at night (because they work better that way) and it’s best if I take them on a full stomach than an empty one;  and finally, I enjoy having dinner with New Wife because marriage.

Sorry about all that personal stuff, I know: “TMI shuddup Kim.”  But the takeaway from all this is that for some people — for me, at any rate — taking Ozempic doesn’t have to be a life sentence as they warn it will be.

So fukkem all:  the drug company who makes Ozempic (apparently from diamond dust and gold flakes), and the doomsayers and all the worrywarts who infest our lives.

I’m doing fine, thank you, and that’s all there is to say about it.

And now, if you’ll excuse me… I’m off to a happy place.

RFI: Old American Car

Drive Time

Here’s one for you Murkin Car Guys. As any fule kno, I am fairly knowledgeable about Brit and Euro cars, much less so when it comes to Murkin ones because  I’m an iggerant furriner  my heritage, car-wise, is not American.  Sure, I’m reasonably familiar with some brands and types, but those are mostly the “exotic” ones like the AC Cobra and some Corvettes.

But when it comes to “mass market” American cars, I have to plead the Fifth, not for fear of self-incrimination but because I don’t want to show my  ass  ignorance.

Here’s a good example.  I get updates from Hemmings.com each day, and mostly I’m only interested if there’s a “new” Ferrari or similar.  But yesterday’s update featured a car of whose brand I know next to nothing, and hardly anything at all about its place in time.

So, Gentle Readers, talk to me about this convertible:

1966 Mercury Comet Convertible – 1 of 2,158 Ever Made, Numbers Matching and Professionally Restored

From the blurb:  This Mercury muscle car is powered by a numbers-matching 390 S-Code four-barrel engine producing 335 horsepower mated to a Sport shift Merc-O-Matic transmission and a 3.25 locker rear differential upgrade.

All I got from the above is “335 horsepower”.  I don’t know what the relationship between Ford and Mercury was back then — I know that now, Mercury is Ford’s “upscale” sub-brand — or that Mercury even made muscle cars (thinking that was mostly Pontiac or Dodge’s domain).

I have no idea how the “Merc-O-Matic” tranny was regarded back then;  was it a monster, better than others, or just a label slapped on an ordinary tranny?

And don’t even ask me to decipher “390 S-Code four-barrel engine” without resorting to WikiPedia…

Finally:  in its apparently-restored condition, is the asking price of ~$70 grand good, laughable or a bargain?

Of course, I’m not going to try and buy it — hell, I wouldn’t accept the thing as a gift* because it’s hideously ugly to my non-Murkin automotive sensibility, and I have no idea how the thing handles, either.  My experience with 1960s American cars is that they handled like barges and cornered like they were on a skid pan — but was this particular model better than its contemporaries?

My interest is academic only.

All responses gratefully received.

*although had they offered TV spokesmodel Jill Wagner as an optional extra, I might have been sorely tempted, back in the day.