We’re ten days in and I’m still here posting about 2018 things. Nonetheless, I’d like to give some attention to some of the older models that I’ve been fortunate enough to snatch. Old is relative, because some of these are actually still in production/readily available today. I know there’s a few 1:18'ers here that…
I try to display as many of my cars as possible, but with the 1:18's eating up shelf space, the 1:64's end up being neglected. I buy them, open them, and stash them away in Jammer cases only to never be seen again. For once, I have the opportunity to give the small cars the shine that they deserve. Here are my top…
Another year of hoarding fake cars is in the books. It’s time to round them up and figure out which ones are the real keepers.
I usually don’t do posts like this, but I got so excited that I had to share these here. And since Scott’s title was so perfect, I had to copy that as well. To hell with original content.
Porsche 944 Mitsubishi Starion, by LS Collectibles.
Mopar or no car, baby.
There was a little discussion on this model a while back. I don’t think anyone else has bit the bullet on this piece, so I volunteered to be the guinea pig.
I saved the best one for last. My pride and joy. The Maisto 911 GT3 RS 4.0.
With so much focus on collecting all the 911 variants, I keep forgetting I even have this model. That’s not fair at all because this GT4 is actually good. Like, really good.
See the rainbow. Taste the rainbow.
It’s that time of week when everyone gets lazy, slacks off, and procrastinates. Which includes me. I know it’s late, but may I entice you with this yellow RS?
A few of the mods brought to my attention that LaLD stands for ‘Live and Let Diecast’, not ‘Live and Let Dairy products’. My bad. I’ve been posting the wrong things all along. This 911 R should be alright, right?
I’m glad to see that so many others have joined the pro-996 side in the past couple of days. So proud of you guys. Together, we have the power to change automotive history. Let’s keep the momentum going.
You can’t make a Rennsport Reunion without breaking (out) a few eggs.
.....asks the waiter at Denny’s. “Sunny-side up,” I reply. Oh wait, we’re talking about cars here?
Thursday, September 6, 2:48 PM. It’s another cloudy yet surprisingly hot afternoon here in southern California. A mysterious brown package, approximately 16" x 8" x 8", has descended from heaven and landed at my doorstep.
This is it, guys. I’ve officially run out of Diablos.
The devil gets a nosejob.
Two big letters that mean everything.