The Worst Lamborghini Countach Replica Ever, 62nd Street and First Avenue

'

Good. Lord. What an unholy creation. Even the badge on the bootlid is smudged and probably a glued on photocopy. Nearly laughed myself to death when I got close up to this. Even Don Johnson would vomit on it. 

1984 Alfa Romeo Spider, 29th Street and Madison Avenue

The first Alfa! Anne Bancroft, sadly, was nowhere to be seen. 

1968 BMW 2002, Second Place and Court Street

I love these things. I've always wanted to buy one and prep it for rallying on the back roads home in Vermont. As you can see, the kidney grill has taken a battering, no doubt as a result of being nudged by the car in front after a lifetime of being parallel parked.

1965 Volkswagen Type I Transporter Flatbed. North 11th Street and Wythe Avenue

Terrific little machine. Parked directly across from Brooklyn Bowl and no doubt maintaining a high degree of slightly drunk hipster adoration.

1937 Bugatti Type 57S Corsica, Greenwich Concours d'Elegance

I know it wouldn't be fair to include photos of all the staggering machines that were here. I'll just let this snapshot speak for all of them. Note the reflection of the Delahaye in the German Silver radiator casing.

1986 Bentley Continental Drophead, White Street and Sixth Avenue

This has always been a period in the history of British luxury I've never really understood, to be honest. Rolls-Royce picked up Bentley in secret after the depression (Prompting W.O. Bentley to leave the firm for Lagonda), then proceeded to systematically run the marque into the ground until the early '90s. I think it's rather amazing how this became Rolls' budget brand, this particular one is simply a Corniche with a different grille and slightly lower price tag. In a way, it's rather like the relationship between the Mercury Grand Marquis and the Ford Crown Victoria. But it isn't, is it - it's still a Bentley. Just the next day I went to the Greenwich Concours and saw a true W.O. 4.5 Litre from 1929. It was absolutely incredible. I truly think that a product like today's Continental GT Supersports and the new Brooklands are terrific cars that push the brand in the proper direction - powerful, exquisite luxury. Bentleys are drivers cars, whereas Rolls Royce are for chauffeurs. This malaise era bus is charming, but should really be a warning about how great brands can easily have their heart and soul co-opted. Perhaps the same magic performed on Bentley by Volkswagen will be matched or bettered by Spyker on Saab.