Nearly all Mark’s vehicles – cars and motorcycles – have been retrieved from a bin labelled ‘dead brands’. His infatuation with automobiles was sparked by repeated trips between his birthplace of Truro and hometown of Port Hawkesbury, Nova Scotia, Canada as he attempted to identify oncoming traffic in the night solely by glowing headlights. He’s been a past contributor to The Truth About Cars and other outlets. After his work day, Mark attempts to play guitar (poorly) for his two-dog audience, Nismo and Maloo.
Jack is the only person in American history to hold both a professional BMX racing license and a professional auto racing license. This, combined with five dollars, will get you a “venti” at Starbucks. He has been writing for publication since 1991 and wrote the unpopular “One Racer’s Perspective” and “BMX Basics” columns for _Bicycles Today_ magazine. In the past several years, Jack has won a few races, lost many more, received multiple disciplinary actions for contact and rough driving, and hit the Armco at Mid-Ohio at approximately ninety-five miles per hour. He races in the NASA, Koni Challenge, and Skip Barber Mazdaspeed Series. In the past decade he has owned two VW Phaetons, a bright green Audi S5, multiple Porsches, and a deeply-missed 1982 VW Quantum Coupe in Harvest Gold.
Sajeev Mehta wears the comment “you are completely obsessed with cars” as a badge of honor. His higher education featured an automotive twist: Mechanical Engineering, Fine Art, Industrial Design and Operations Management. These days, if Sajeev’s not studying for his MBA there’s a good chance he’s restoring, modifying or racing one of his obscure Hot Rods somewhere in the Lone Star State.
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Murilee Martin got hooked on cars in early childhood when he rode in his father’s ’67 Ford Custom 500 with 289, floor-shift 3-speed, and manual overdrive. Later childhood experiences with a pair of Fiat 128s sealed the deal. He has relied on British Leyland products for daily transportation. He has owned terrible Detroit cars, terrible Japanese cars, and terrible European cars; a Competition Orange ’68 Mercury Cyclone vies with a ’76 Peugeot 504 for the position of ex-car he most wishes he could have back. His writer’s resume includes junk mail, transit-bus shop manuals, sadomasochistic pornography, and some other gigs too shameful to mention. He has worked as an Orange County performance artist. Someday he will own a GAZ-3102 Volga, because he feels that the GAZ-21 Volga lacks the requisite Brezhnevian charm.