Hey, look what I fell in love with today.

The Volvo 1800S Coupe.
It has happened to you too, undoubtedly, as it has happened to all of us. The howl of a V8 or the roar of a V12. You turn your head. A red glare. Gone. It is the sight that makes the worst of moods vanish, that can make your day. The spirit of old Enzo still lives on.
Forza Ferrari.
Taken from the latest issue of Top Gear Magazine.
Writing about Fiat in my previous post, I realised that the American readers of my blog may have never even seen a Fiat - or, more worringly, may have never even seen an Alfa Romeo at all. Since Alfa will be returning to the American market in 2008, a few words for my American friends regarding Alfa are in place.
Every self-respecting American will know at least one Alfa Romeo - the Duetto Spider 1600 driven by Dustin Hoffman in 1967’s The Graduate. When Alfa returns to the States in 2008, they will kick off by selling you guys the sexiest and most beautiful car in existence (apart from the Tipo 33 Stradale): the Alfa 8C Competazione, followed a year later by the world’s most beuatiful sedan, the Alfa 159, the automobile pornography known as the Alfa Brera, and its spider sister, the Alfa Spider. Alfa Romeo’s will be sold at Maserati dealerships throughout the US.
The promotional video, including a few glimpses in Alfa’s glorious past, of the 8C.
Before you think about checking them out, there are a few things you ought to know about Alfa Romeo. Firstly, when referring to the brand as a whole, it is “Alfa Romeo”. When you refer to specific models, you drop the “Romeo” part, i.e. “Alfa Brera” (and not “Alfa Romeo Brera”). Alfa Romeo also has a long lineage, a racing pedigree predating that of Ferrari.
Secondly, contrary to American cars or cars for the American market, Alfa Romeos are driver’s cars. In other words, the suspension won’t come in setting ’slinky’, and it will - in fact - not steer like an oiltanker filled with dead elephants. In other words, when you turn the steering wheel, the car will in fact actually steer in the designated direction. On top of that, the brakes will actually brake.
Thirdly, and most importantly, Alfas appeal not to your brain, but to your heart. Alfa Romeo is about emotion, butterflies in your stomach, love, and passion. An Alfa Romeo is about as Italian as it gets; it’s about style. An Alfa is like a beautiful woman; sure, she can be annoying, whiny, demanding, and dumb; but you’ll forgive her because she’s so darn pretty.
I have a deep love for Alfa. My heart skips a few beats whenever I see one, and jealousy pours out of every pore in my body.
Fiat has seen a miraculous rising the past few years. A few years ago, Fiat, owner of Alfa Romeo, Lancia, Maserati, and others, was basically done for; the company was dead. However, the management was replaced, styling cues were taken from Alfa Romeo and Maserati, and the tide was turned.
It all started with the Fiat Grande Punto, a massive hit (at least) here in The Netherlands. The car sports an obvious hint to Maserati (the nose).

Following the Grande Punto was the beautiful Fiat Bravo, my personal favourite. There’s definitely some Alfa Brera cues in there. Check video too, I love this commercial.

And today, Fiat celebrated the 50th birthday of the legendary Fiat 500 by launching the new 500. Not exactly my kind of car, but hey.

Alfa Romeo didn’t need to resurrect. Maserati did ressurect, followed by Fiat. Let’s hope Lancia is next.
One of my general dislikes is stupid people. I really don’t like stupid people.
I know sometimes circumstances are to blame. When you’re a politician, stupidity is the norm, so you can hardly blame politicians for their stupidity. Kind of like you can’t blame a cat for stealing any food you leave unprotected.
However, when you drive a lot, stupidity is just all around you. My faith in mankind just keeps reaching all-time lows while driving.
For instance. Say you’re out on the highway, doing 140kph. You are the last in a battery of cars. You keep proper distance. The battery is driving on the left lane. Up in the distance, I saw a shimme, on the right lane, you see a big lorry, minding his own business, adhering to his maximum speed of 80kph. About 100m behind that lorry, a lone car is doing 120kph. He is approaching the lorry, but so are you and the battery of cars in front of you. The 120kph-right-lane-driver obviously wants to overtake the lorry. This leaves 120kph-right-lane-driver with two options.
From experience, I can tell you that 90% of the people opt for the suicidal option #1.
Seriously. I hate stupid people.
Marco and I generally tend to talk a lot of nonsense, and among that nonsense, our favourite topic is cars. For 99% of the time, we disagree; you could call me the Italian, and Marco the German. Marco loves Porsche, I’m an Aston Martin and Ferrari guy. He hates alfa Romeo, I adore the brand. And so on.
One of the interesting questions in automotive is which of the Big Three is my favourite? BMW, Mercedes, or Audi? If we were living in the ’90s, the choice would have been easy for me: BMW. During the previous decade, BMW had such a stunning house style; clear lines, straight angles, sharp edges. This style was best represented by the BMW 3 series Coupe and the convertible. During the ’90s, BMW kicked Mercedes’ and Audi’s butt in the design department (save for the butt-ugly 3 series Compact).
These days, things are much more different. BMW adopted a new design style, which resulted in hidious creatures as the new 3 and 5 series. Instead of the sharp lines of the ’90s, they now resort to some weird mish-mash of lines which seem to go everywhere, without any logic in the whole package. Even worse than the 3 and 5 series is the 1 series, who’s design makes little kids cry. Of course it’s not all bad; the 6 series, especially the convertible, are stunning.
Luckily, the coupe and convertible version of the new 3 series are actually quite nice; it’s impossible for me to understand how the ugly sedan version is related to these two beauties.
As for Audi… Well, for some odd reason, I’ve never been a fan of Audi. I don’t ‘feel’ anything when I see the A4, A6, or A8. I know they belong to the best cars money can buy; well-built, extremely reliable, all that jazz. There’s a reason their ads read “Nothing to prove”. But, I just feel nothing when I see them. No connection. No faster heartbeat. Nothing.
It’s not all bad at Audi, though. For some weird reason, as soon as Audi cuts off the roof of an A4, everything falls into place: sheer introvert beauty. Other than that, Audi makes the very sexy R8, and, of course, the stunning new A5 (seriously, so clean, so beautiful… Love at first sight, for me). Also nice: the new A3. Oh, and please forget the TT (gay hairdresser’s car).
This leaves me with Mercedes. As I have said in the past, Mercedes is on a roll, and not too long ago they revised the C class. Not bad.
Which one to pick? I just don’t know. My heart wants to answer ‘Mercedes’, but I just can’t get over the drug dealer’s image of it all. My mind says Audi, because of the quality, but they need to spice up their ordinary sedans before I can choose Audi. BMW has ruined it for me, until they seriously revise their sedan lines.
I just don’t know. I just don’t.
Eddie Griffin should be shot. No questions asked. He wrecked an Enzo. Jesus Christ.
Things like this piss me off. I would honour this car. I would cherish it. I would go to bed with it. Then, some American comes along, not realising that controlling a 1.1m Euro Ferrari with 660bhp is something different than driving an El Camino down Route 66, and smashes it.
Damn.
To celebrate Spyker’s entrance into the Formule 1 championship, Zagato designed a special version of the Spyker C12 - the C12 Zagato. Spyker is our national pride. This is hand-built lunacy from Dutch soil.

God this is sexy. This, my American friends, is why hypercars are built and designed in Europe.
I want a Ford Cougar.
I’ll be buying myself a new car when I’m done at university (2.5 years from now). I was in doubt between the Peugeot 406 Coupe and the Ford Cougar, but the fact that the Cougar is built upon the base of the Ford Mondeo kind of gives it a head start; the Mondeo is a highly regarded car, with excellent drivability. Also, the 406 Coupe is French. Which kind of gives it a handicap.
The Cougar came in two basic models, the 2.0l straight four and the 2.5l V6. The latter is a bit over the top for me (and too expensive), but the former is just perfect. The 2.0 has 130bhp which makes it do 10.3s to reach 100kph, with a maximum speed of 209kph. Decent enough.
Other than that, the Cougar is fcuking beautiful. Seriously.
Right now, the Cougar 2.0 goes for roughly 7500-9000 Eur (the new price was 28000 Eur), which is doable for a car like this.
Darn. I can’t wait.
It’s American, so it falls apart because the build quality is unimaginably low, and of course it will handle like an oil tanker in a ditch. On the bright side, in a crash, you’re always at least 6 metres away from the point of impact.
But, who cares. People will be scared of you.
It’s no secret I despise the Toyota Prius. Not only is it ugly, it is also anything but environmentally friendly.
Anyway, if you want to know what car all those supposedly eco-friendly fake Hollywood-people will be driving this year, look no further than the Lexus LS 600h L. This car has a 5.0l V8, augmented by an electric engine, and it can drive on the petrol engine alone, or on the electric engine alone, or any other possible distribution in between. It looks stunning (I mean, seriously, it’s stunning), and as an option, you can have creme-coloured leather. Hollywood types are gonna love this. And, of course, because it’s hybrid, people get all warm and fuzzy inside and think it’s eco friendly! Which makes no sense! But who cares! It’s hybrid!
Of course, these people will only use their hybrid cars when they go to Letterman or Oprah. For the rest, they’ll continue to use normal petrol guzzling cars (big SUVs, sportscars, whatever).
Oh, hypocrisy. It should get its own star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
Just like Mercedes, Volvo is a company on the roll.
It all started with the gorgeous Volvo XC90; one of the few SUVs which radiate class and a sense of style (instead of utter vulgarity).

They then stunned the world with the beautiful Volvo C70, the sexiest coupe-cabriolet in the world.
Following the C70, they launched a revision of their top-of-the-line limousine, the Volvo S80. Just as stunning.
And to top it all off, they just released their idea of the ‘hot hatch’; maybe not as crazy as the utterly manic Honda Civic, but I’ll tell you now– the C30’s design will stand the test of time much better than the Civic.
Another contestant for the Ugliest Car in Human History: the Ssang Yong Actyon.
Whoever “designed” that should be shot. No questions asked.