There are times when I feel incredibly fortunate to be able to experience California car culture first hand. The variety, the colors, the people, the sounds and the coffee combine to create a special set of circumstances that cannot be replicated elsewhere.
When good friend and fellow car enthusiast Erik Langerak mentioned something about making a trip to photograph a private collection not too far from Madison, I really wasn’t sure what to expect. The Midwest has a way of turning up some automotive gems when least expected, so I cast aside any preconceived notions before we went.
We got invited for a full day of supercar fun on Jebel Jais, the highest peak in the UAE. You can probably guess what our reply was…
A big part of the Nocturnal Bandit is adapting to certain situations. Sometimes, things don’t work out photography-wise, or a car doesn’t start at the last minute or schedules don’t work out. On the flip side though, sometimes, opportunities sometimes arise from places that one would not have dreamt of. Why am I beating about the bush and not getting to the point? Good question. Continue reading “PureDrive Automotive – A full day of supercar fun on Jebel Jais.”
They say you should never meet your heroes. We did…
Like most regular car guys, I was introduced to Ferrari in car magazines, the old Top Gear and in conversation with friends. We’d talk about our favourite Ferraris, discussing performance figures like bankers talk about interest rates. At the time, the over the top Ferrari to lust after was the Enzo, with its chart beating acceleration and jet-fighter looks. Looking back, among my peers, it was socially unacceptable to not like Ferrari. Anything with a prancing horse was the equivalent of automotive gold. Continue reading “1963 Ferrari 250 GT Lusso – An effortlessly elegant Italian in a red dress.”
Regular readers of the Nocturnal Bandit may have noticed a common theme among the Ferrari stories that frequently appear on the pages of this journal: all of them have gated shifters.
Initially, I had voiced my affinity for these mechanical marvels in every story about a car from Maranello. Eventually, with five Ferrari stories under the Nocturnal Bandit’s belt and hopefully more to come, it became repetitive. Thus, I decided to devote a story to the gated shifter and why I like them so much, leaving future prancing horses free from a detailed account of this beautiful piece of machinery.
It’s 4 a.m. and you can’t sleep. Breakfast is at 8 a.m. and you’ve got four hours to kill. What do you do?
Well, if you happen to have a Ferrari key burning a hole through your nightstand, you grab said key, head down to your garage and wake that lovely engine up. Along with most, if not all of your neighbours.
A recent ride revealed that all classic cars don’t have to go fast to be enjoyed, something which is true of this Ferrari 308 GTB.
It’s late on a Wednesday afternoon in Dubai. The temperature is on the wrong side of 40C and humidity is increasing. I’m in the passenger seat of a 1976 Giallo Fly (yes, that is the colour) Ferrari 308 GTB heading towards the Meydan racecourse. The A/C is struggling to cope with the heat and a Little Richard 8-track is belting out some good old rock ‘n’ roll. Probably a good time for a person to say, “La Bella Vita.”
A surprisingly comfortable experience in a 1992 Ferrari 512 TR teaches me the value of practicality.
I went for a drive in an Italian supercar, little more than a week ago. It had a sleek body, beige leather seats, an ergonomically designed cabin with an A/C that blows ice cold in midsummer and a 12-cylinder engine with more than enough power to get out of its own way. The description that I have given is vague enough to cover a number of cars, from the Ferrari 599 to the Lamborghini Murcielago. So why would anyone think that I’m describing a car that is more than twenty years old?
Well, if you did, full marks to you. I’m talking about a 1992 Ferrari 512 TR.
Two weeks back, I spent a couple of hours with a Ferrari 330 P4. I’m still losing sleep over her.
Beauty means different things to all of us. For some of us, a new-born baby is beautiful. For others, it’s scenery and for petrolheads, it’s a well-designed car. Standards of beauty change from time to time. Yet, there are some things, which defy trends to remain beautiful, in everyone’s eyes. They are considered truly timeless.
Acceleration and speed. I had both terms redefined recently, when I went for a ride in an F40.
Much has been said about the Ferrari F40. Words like ‘pinnacle’, ‘icon’ and ‘legend’ regularly get thrown around whenever the F40 is mentioned. Yet, to go for a ride in an F40 is a truly life-changing experience.
I, like many others, had a poster of a Ferrari F40 on my bedroom wall as a child. Perhaps it was the simplistic design, the big red wing, or the fact that it embodied my imagined version of a supercar.