Stuck In The Middle With You


In a bizarre twist of organization and consistency, it seems as if Forgotten Metal has now had two contemporaneous cars of similar purpose and layout in a row. That’s right, this Nissan 300ZX  was in more or less direct competition with that Mazda RX-7 from last time. Okay, technically this car is from 1985, which means it could’ve also competed with the then-new second generation RX-7, but as I say whenever someone tries to pronounce my last name, close enough! That makes the introductory part of this post much easier, because it’s pretty much an echo of last time. It also gives us the opportunity to talk about Burt Reynolds.  Continue reading


Baroque Depression


By a certain point in the early 1980s, the trend towards cool British sports cars had evaporated. Gone– like a Phillip Phillips song. Everybody has their own version of why the interest dried up and, because I belong to the royal collective of “everybody,” I’m going to tell you mine. In short, it was because the Axis lost the war. Now, I just want to be clear, I’m glad the Axis lost the war, but it did mean that former automotive superpowers such as Britain and America had to split their attention between military demands and more civilian technologies, like cars. Part of Germany and Japan’s war reparations, however, included a ban on rearmament. So, in the words of former Top Gear presenter James May, “what else could their brightest minds do but move on to developing cars?” In essence, America and Britain rested on their laurels while Germany and Japan got to work. And here’s one of the fruits of their labor. This is a 1985 Mazda RX-7.  Continue reading

The Dream Of The Nineties Is Alive!


Yes, I know. This is the second red, off-roady type vehicle we’ve done in as many weeks. But trust me when I say this is a very special piece of Forgotten Metal. So forgotten, in fact, that this car- this very car– is the only one of it’s kind on the entire East Coast. This car gives me the same feeling I assume I’d get if I were given permission to set fire to the Wheel of Fortune. I hate that show. But I love this car. This is a 1991 Volkswagen Golf Country.  Continue reading

Life Sucks, Then You Die


Two-door SUVs are a fickle group. Europeans seem to like them, but we red-blooded, down-home country folk of the good old US of A could never quite wrap our noggins around the concept. They’re the Marmite of the car world in that way. SUVs with less than four doors have enjoyed a long and diverse history in America, but never a particularly successful one. Yet, much like the makers of Marmite, manufacturers from both at home and abroad keep trying to sell them to us, in spite of overwhelming evidence to suggest we’d be more interested in paying for a mud bath with Newt Gingrich. This is a 1988 Dodge Ramcharger.  Continue reading