Thursday, October 23, 2014

A quick note on being in second place

I tend to be a fairly deliberate person. I like to think things through, consider options, let the process of forming an opinion or making a decision gather direction and momentum, make sure I'm comfortable with an action after it has been chosen but not done. In many cases this trait has served me pretty well. Once something is set and done, I tend to be pretty satisfied with it. I'm sure I've missed out on a lot, but I'm also in one piece here and life keeps getting better.

There are two downsides to this as pertains to the reality of SoM here, though: First, I like to have a discrete block of time available - on the order of two or three hours, if not more - to sit and write and consider and revise and expand and so on, and my ability to schedule such an indulgence is limited at best. My everyday is starting to shift a bit, so this will change for the better. (Maybe I also should hold off on writing magnum opus comments in response to other people's original stuff. That's sort of why this is here, right?)

Second, and more annoyingly, it is deeply galling to see an idea that I have been mulling and wanting to really sit down and explore for some significant time get done almost as a side thought by someone else, sometimes summarizing weeks of contemplation in a sentence or two.

So yes, as a dismal summer of too many sadnesses and outrages turns into a complicated autumn and a foreboding winter, it is good to remember that enthusiasms and hobbies are good things. I've been thinking about this going in any number of directions, especially since everything that happened in Ferguson, but those first two sentences cover it pretty well.

Time and tide and all that. More to come soon.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Liveblogging the ND Miata Reveal

7:30 PM EST - I have personally be waiting for this day for about two years. I have spent the last few Septembers (and Octobers, and the other ten months) expecting it to happen soon. Somehow.

It is now happening. Today. In about an hour and a half.
What do we know? Lots of lovely necessary continuity, gleaned largely from the exposed chassis that the world saw back in New York in April and the small handful of details that have surfaced since then. It will still be a front-engined rear-drive two-seat convertible. It will be slightly smaller than the current one, more in line with the original.

The unknowns? Lots of fun there. The shape is still to be revealed, of course, although the renderings are starting to coalesce into an understanding in the collective consciousness. Details about the powerplant have been kept secret - forced induction? size? It'll undoubtedly be a product of Mazda's Skyactiv approach, which means many good things by itself. Other details - weight is a big important question  mark - will likewise be revealed.

I'm just glad it's here. Finally.

8:20 - No need for the history lesson here; this is one of the best-known products in the industry. Maybe it's better to remember why this is so important.

The Miata isn't just a fun little car; for a lot of us, it's the one living embodiment of certain ideals that were otherwise lost thirty to forty years ago. It is small; it is simple; it does not traffic in fads or gimmicks. It favors balance and responsiveness over raw numbers, an enlightened innate purity over attempts to mitigate liabilities with complexity and flash.

It's a belief. And that fact that it exists in reality is a bit of a miracle.

8:30 - Broadcast is starting. Feed is unstable, although you'd probably need half the servers in California to cover the likely audience. Gawd, Mazda, what's up with the music?

I am going to be very annoyed if this derpy synth-pop is all that happens for the next half-hour.

7:37 - Okay, that's better. Every Gen Xer in the audience is now having a very appropriate Nineties moment.

A few personal notes: I've driven a Miata once, the first NB that I saw on a dealer lot back in 1998. Miatas aren't great dealer-test-drive cars - they're not immediately visceral, certainly not when buzzing around Ypsilanti. You need time to understand them, preferably time on a twisty road. One - from any generation - would be ideal for my situation right now, with its everyday mix of two-lanes and tight city streets and a bit of Interstate.

Personal favorite? Very hard to say. I love the essential simplicity of the original cars, though I'd skip the first year to completely avoid the (rare) crankshaft issues. The glass rear window and exposed headlights on the NB are big pluses to me. The post-facelift NC Touring/Grand Touring may just be the most elegant and refined and lovely of them all.

Forced to pick one (and yeah, like that's such a violation of my human rights)...'99 or '00 NB with whatever package gets me the Nardi steering wheel - leather package, right? Probably would look into a Racing Beat Stage One suspension, would distantly contemplate a new set of camshafts and high-compression pistons and a lightened flywheel. But most likely as-is; wouldn't want to disrupt the balance that much.

9:00 - Showtime, or thereabouts. Only 21,000 people watching?

9:01 - Here we go. Tribute to the ancestors; how pleasantly Japanese.

9:02 - Good evening. (Addendum later on: Derek Jenkins, head of design)

9:04 - He didn't say Miata. He said MX-5. Hmm.

9:05 -I hate the overuse of "icon." This is close to not being an overuse.

9:06 - Hmm. Totally modern and new? Tensions builds.

9:08 - Oh, damn. That last in-house rendering was DEAD on.

Please not the black wheels on all of them

9:10 - It's a baby F-Type.

Still has the fabric top.

 9:12 - Wait, more music? No, I want details. Hold on.


Sigh. And I like Duran Duran - but really?

 9:15 - Y'know, one of my minor gripes about the Corvette intro was that they just had the one guitarist looking kinda lonely onstage. I would have preferred a good band. But not stomping all over the actual unveiling like this.

9:20 - While we're waiting for the oldies revue to run its course, here's the first official pictures of the car:
Interesting. Not traditionally cute/pretty, but not at all unattractive. Slightly fish-like?  I have a standing aversion to all-black wheels

9:27 - My YouTube feed has gone to hell. Ugh.

9:30 - No, it's just stopped.

I went to the livefeed for one of the two or three most important car introductions of the year and a Duran Duran concert happened

9:32 - What happened?

I went to the livefeed for one of the two or three most important car introductions of the year and it was a PR fiasco.

9:34 - I get the sneaky feeling that that's it. We're back to the derpy music from the beginning

Cripes. Okay, what do we know? Low hoodline, black accents...balance of traditional and modern....

Right. Okay, another released Mazda press shot that maybe gives us some real information:
Four-cylinder. No turbo. Structural element along the driveshaft. Um...smallish tires.

Video feed has a "stay with us to see more!" message. Sigh.

Interior is cool (Photoshop brightening via the other Patrick at Jalopnik):
9:45 - Okay, the three-part global reveal thing is starting to make some sense. How'd we draw the straw labeled "more Duran Duran, less tech babble", though?

9:51 - Oh, hi again. Program Manager Yamamoto speaks.

9:54 - Oh, hi again. Dean Case and HEY! BOB HALL! COOL!

9:55 - Oh, come on. We do not need the history lesson.

At this point I am getting important information only from around the edges and whatever gets sent from people who are there.

10:02 - At this point word from a well-placed source says that important tech details will be forthcoming later - much later. Ugh.

10:05 - At this point if you want information go check Twitter. The live feed is turning into a bad joke. I'm done.

That was not well-produced.

10:10 - Thanks to Mazda's really odd idea of a product intro, we are left hanging in a lot of ways for now. Wish list: Basic powertrain specs and dimensions, pricing info, pictures of it wearing black paint with non-black wheels. Release date. OH CHRIST DEREK IS TALKING AGAIN.

10:12 - Yeah, really want to see it in black to match the windscreen frame and mirrors.

10:14 - All of the designspeak is not doing anything to change my impression that this is a smaller mass-market F-Type. Wonder what Ian Callum is thinking right now.

10:19 - That is sort of a big bulgy rear, at least from the livefeed's perspective. Ferrari California a subconscious influence?

10:20 - Chris Paukert from Autoblog has a shot with it wearing the 17" wheels.  Nice.

Okay, livefeed is officially over.

I am really disappointed that we don't have more real information. I'm really wondering what the folks who put this together were thinking.

That said, I think the car itself is, safely, a good move. It looks interesting, if a bit derivative. It keeps all the important ideas intact (we think).

Now we just have to wait again.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Financial counseling

Original photo which included that white space: Bonhams
It's one thing to note the current insanity in the alternate universe of collector cars right now; it's another to try and make some sense of what's really going on and where this whole hot mess is going. And doing any of this requires a steady commitment to seek a sort of Truth and not just throw up your hands in frustration (or just throw up) and go find out what's happening at the community theater or something.

I've paid attention to a few of these cycles, all of which were reflections of certain market conditions that grew into speculative rushes and eventually collapsed as such things are wont to do. This time, though I'm really wondering what is going on. This is way too big and has gone on too long and makes increasingly little sense. Emerging market players? Tax dodges? Has market inertia just become a perpetual motion machine?

I think one fundamental market condition underpins a lot of the general runup lately: there is (technical term here) fuck-all else that makes a lot of sense in the current investment sphere right now, especially if your idea of "makes sense" is "consistent 10+% annual returns." But really, unless you're in it for the long haul with green energy or biotech or something else on the relative margins, the opportunity to play pump-and-dump games is slim pickings right now. Indices may be posting record highs, but it's a broad situation; there's no hot sector right now. (Bo-ring.)

So we go to collectibles, especially ones as approachable and media-friendly and well-documented (sort of, occasionally subject to inaccuracy and outright fraud) as cars. And who can argue with the appeal? Sure, if you've got the funds, go right ahead and pick up a Gullwing or Carrera RS or something else that looks pretty and costs something respectable. Have some fun, impress your friends with arcane facts. Next year it'll be up God knows how much.
$4.2 million worth of alloy-bodied 300SL. Photo: Gooding & Company
Of course, the fun part happens when all those obvious cases - the Gullwings, the Carrera RSs, the Daytonas and Cobras and Miuras - have all been worked up into low Earth orbit and people, especially people of variable morals, start scrounging around for the Next Big Thing that will take the market by storm and earn unspeakable returns for the prescient, and isn't that you, my dear favored client?

And with that we're off, and the greedy go after what most collectors would consider the bottom-feeders of the classic marques and crank up the hype. We don't need to discuss what's happened to the market values of E30 M3s and 901-chassis 911s. Anything with a Ferrari badge is again being grabbed like a free margarita. If it can be tangentially linked to something great, it becomes great by association and is therefore so much more valuable.

And what happens after all the investment-grade-by-association games get played? Two things: First, everyone becomes an expert and automotive "investment" advice starts to get batted around in certain circles like fantasy sports hunches. Second, everyone goes scurrying into the shady corners to find potential gems - or at least chunks of glass that can be polished up and offered to the market in some form, hopefully before the whole sector craters.

We are now very deeply situated in that last part. Everyone is offering next-big-thing advice, and everyone is casting about for something that just might catch fire in the market. It's now gotten to the point where quasi-respectable sources are putting a "buy" rating on such moaning dogs as the Jaguar XJ-S (among other debatable cases, here) and the Chrysler/Maserati TC (Hemmings this month, God help their credibility).

Joe Kennedy knew that it was time to run from the stock market in 1929 when he was getting investment tips from his shoe-shine boy. If an amateur blogger can be considered to be at about that same position on the food chain in an era when it is somehow cool to wear sneakers with a suit, then I suppose it's my turn, no?

So, without further ado, I present the SoM MarketMotion℠ Hot List. Standard classic-car investment rules: car should be over about twenty years old, it should have some sort of important associations or history or ability to somehow further abuse the word 'iconic,' and be completely and oh-so-unfairly overlooked (so far) by well-informed collectors (read: speculators). Make notes, check that savings account balance, get in now before the rest of the market gets a clue.

Alfa Romeo 75/Milano
Photo: Wikipedia
Anything with an Italian nameplate is on a Mille Miglia-grade run right now, including the 75's esteemed predecessors like the Giulietta and GTV. This one has all the right ingredients to earn its due as an iconic part of Italian motoring: a snarling V-6 powering the right pair of wheels, a chassis developed by the people who basically invented Grand Touring, avant-garde styling. (So just like a Stratos, really. Have you seen prices on those lately?)

1987-1995 BMW 7-Series (E32)
Photo: Wikipedia
One of the most historically significant cars of the past few decades, the E32 (protip: always use BMW's in-house chassis code to boost your credibility) was the first car that took the Best Car In The World fight straight to Mercedes. Timeless styling and state-of-the-art tech were standard across the range; the 750iL featured an iconic V-12 and is the MarketMotion℠ pick for best market return potential in this line.

Saturn S-Series
Photo: ibid.
Child of the kind of radical project only General Motors could think to do, the Saturns were nothing less than a leap away from Standard Detroit thinking and towards the zeitgeist at the heart of the Nineties: earnestness. In its pleasant unpretentious good cheer and usability and happy-vibe sensibilities (no dealer bickering! no parking lot dings!) the Saturn SL sedan is as iconically a part of the Nineties as the Mustang was for the Sixties and the BMW 3-Series for the Eighties.

Renault Alliance
Photo: Wiki...wait, are you even reading this?
The tragic total absence of French cars from the American marketplace has provoked a deep reassessment of some of the most iconic nameplates in automotive history. While the Peugeot 505 has started to find an appreciative audience among the nation's influential younger-and-hipper set and the Renault 5/LeCar continues to move into the space occupied by the beloved Citro├źn 2V, the MarketMotion℠ experts believe that the time has come for the undervalued Alliance. Winner of numerous awards in its day, available as a (potentially much more valuable) convertible, still usable on a regular basis: the Alliance has all the makings of an everyday appreciating classic.

Triumph Spitfire
Call your Mom. Buy some flowers for your girlfriend.
As the prices of such iconic machines as the Jaguar E-Type and MG TC continue to climb, there is every reason to expect the lovely Spitfire to quickly follow suit. Proven a consistent race winner, that graceful sheet metal and minimalist cockpit speak to a lost era of pure motoring pleasure. Abundant available parts and club support mean that this investment won't be an overnight flash-and-crash, either.

Remember, the market is moving faster than a comp Daytona these days. Don't let the opportunity to be part of this fantastic investment opportunity pass you by.

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Tuesday, August 5, 2014


All renderings: Nissan USA
So apparently the US branch of Nissan's NISMO division have been running some kind of fantasy "mashup" thought experiment (way to be only about three years behind the cultural curve, guys) for a few months: pick one NISMO model and one current Nissan production car and describe how you'd blend them to create a sort of fantasy hybrid (no, not that kind) - sort of a bench racer's pick-and-choose game with more professional illustrations.

I suppose I can grouse about the options available; Nissan's entire lineup is biased heavily towards "competent mainstream" right now and is more than a bit short on inspiration. That said, sometimes the sum is greater than the parts.

The first "#mashup" release was a blend of Maxima and GT-R, which ends up looking a bit bulky but not without some meaningful appeal:

All renderings: Nissan USA
Basically a muscled-up Maxima. Okay, about what you'd expect but still compelling.

The second release - part 370Z, part Sentra - is...oh, dear God.

If this actually existed it would be the most exciting product launch of the year, by several quanta, and immediately one of the most desirable products offered by a major manufacturer.

If only.

Curious thoughts: is this some kind of product-planning experiment? An unusual consumer clinic? Just a silly Facebook game? I'm inclined to not take this too seriously, unfortunately, but at the same time that Z/Sentra (Zen-tra?) is the sort of thing you can't help but want on sight.

Yes, performance cars with extra seats have rarely hit that best-of-both-worlds ideal and instead have usually been a kind of automotive black sheep: not hardcore enough but not accommodating enough, either. At best you get the better ponycars or the GT-R; at worst, pretentiously-equipped two-door sedans with miserable ride characteristics.

But I never want the manufacturers to give up on the idea. Especially if it looks this promising.

Monday, July 21, 2014

Our Time In Eden

Photo by the author.
So we've gone and done it, trading the concrete canyons and subways for gorges and rivers. We've left New York City and followed Wonderful One's academic/career ambitions two hundred and forty miles to the northwest to Ithaca, where we've been settling into the new reality of life in a small college town.

It's nice so far, if slightly slow and maybe not as culturally vibrant as I had hoped. The Commons is a construction zone. We've had lots of rain. I'm still recovering from the extraordinary stress of my first year of teaching (read: regular afternoon naps). Plus there's the usual sense of dislocation and need to set up some sense of security and comfort that comes with a new move, especially with moving in together for really the first time, especially given that neither of us are anything like 24-hour party people. But it's going mostly well. Lots of hiking, lots of walking around town, just getting a feel for this often deeply beautiful area.

I do miss some things about New York City. However, I have yet to miss the MTA. We have the Passat, which does its runabout duties with dignity and aplomb if slightly high fuel consumption. (Hills.) Wonderful One bought a bicycle, an inexpensive Raleigh which is perfect for the laid-back pace here. (Managing the 21 speeds and lack of coaster brake - she hasn't really been on a bike since a childhood on some simple Soviet-era creation - has required some practice.) I'll need something else soon as well. (Hills again. Just try getting a singlespeed up State Street.)

As far as the local vehicle scene goes, it basically fits your stereotypes of a typical Northeastern college town and then some: lots of Volvos, lots of Subarus, lots of hybrids, a spread of everything else. Not many sports cars, which is probably a reflection of both the harsh reality of winter here and some vestiges of an old Yankee modest-pragmatist mindset that still seems to exist locally. Despite having two of the most expensive colleges in America on its hills, this is in most ways a typical upstate New York town, maybe with a bit more hippie color.

It's also where I came into this world not quite forty-one years ago, which gives being here a certain charm for me.

But yeah, car culture is not a visible part of life here. Maybe a hobby thing tucked in a garage here and there, but rarely on display - something interesting or charmingly eccentric every two or three days, but this is neither a classic car mecca nor home to the kind of high rollers that ruled much of Manhattan. It's not that kind of place. Which is kind of a shame, because the roads are simply wonderful: classic two-lanes strewn through the hills like an unraveling dream. Even in the Passat they are an ongoing joy.

Watkins Glen is about twenty miles west of here. The SCCA regionals were run there the weekend after we arrived (really awful timing on my part), NASCAR weekend coming up, the vintage celebration is around Labor Day.

Have to see how the job situation works out as I pore over classifieds and assess the parking situation. Still hoping for something better suited for those back roads soon.

More to follow now that I have time for this all again, thankfully.


Other recent notes:

Sure, I go racing and I have an existential crisis. Raphael, Bard of Baja Bugs, goes racing and he wins in his class. Life just ain't fair, man. (Dude: High-five.)

See also Lewis Hamilton and Nico Rosberg and Mercedes in general. Lewis has always been a bit of a drama queen, but really, how does Nico make it look so easy? Although having the season's crushingly dominant car definitely helps.

Peace be with James Garner, who went from a role in a flawed but still thrilling Hollywood epic to being a serious and involved gearhead and race-team leader in the twilight of the gentlemen-racer era. By all reports he lived well. We should all be so fortunate and civilized.
Via Autoweek.