This is just about the best picture of Juan Manuel Fangio I’ve seen, interestingly, Fangio still holds the highest winning percentage in Formula 1, he won 46% of the races he entered (24 of 52).
Gurney was one of the more successful American racing drivers to compete in F1 in the mid-20th century, he drove for a number of teams and counted Carroll Shelby amongst his first team mates.
This classic shot of Evel Knievel makes me white knuckle my desk slightly, it’s interesting that he doesn’t appear to be looking at the landing ramp, but rather is looking further down-range.
I have yet to ride around the streets of Rome in the saddle of a Vespa. This is a sad state of affairs and I’ll be hoping to set it right sooner rather than later.
Many years ago, before the advent of “manscaping” and the resulting loss of a generation of men to the affliction of metrosexualism there existed real men.
Those fake wood-veneer dashboards from cars that were created in the ’70s and ’80s for middle class families still appeal to me. It was a time when cars could be fixed by their owners and before the mass-acceptance of light beer.
The men flyers have given out the impression that aeroplaning is very perilous work, something that an ordinary mortal should not dream of attempting. But when I saw how easily the man flyers manipulated their machines I said I could fly.
In 1941 the threat of a Japanese invasion of Hong Kong was imminent, the small British colony has a garrison made up of just 11,000 British and Indian troops set to fight the 6,095,000 men of the Imperial Japanese Army.
There’s something wonderful about this old photograph, I think the most impressive part of it is the boy’s perfectly positioned left foot. He looks for all the world like a crusty flat track old timer.
The look of pure nonchalance on the faces of Leo Payne and his frame-holding friend in this photograph still makes me smile.
The 12.8 Litre Argyll sleeve-valve aero engine was first prototyped in 1914, this is the first image of the engine on the test-stand before it was sent to London for the Olympia Show held from mid-to-late March of the same year.
I’m fairly sure that the image above captures the exact moment that the driver’s foot came off the gas pedal. It looks to me like they’re bicycle tires on the front end but I’m convinced that they can’t be. No one is that crazy.