I may have bitched and moaned quite a bit about the car business, but being around some spectacular machines over all those years did leave me with some fond memories as well. One such fond memory is that of starting up a row of 5 or 6 new 993's on a Saturday morning. Standing behind those cars and not only hearing them, but feeling the ground rumble beneath my feet was magnificent. A symphony of flat-sixes, as it was. These days, I still love the sound of an air-cooled 911, but since then, there have been a number of noises that have stuck with me as well. The rumble of a Morgan Aero 8 with side pipes stands out in particular, that BMW V8 under the bonnet growling and popping only inches it seems from your ears. But lately, I've come to recognize one certain engine / exhaust note with which I have become particularly enamored. It comes not from an exotic sports car, but from, of all things, a Ford. And not the Ford you might be thinking. How does a F250 or F350 with the ...
Some charming bits that explain how I got here.