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Speedy, judging by the amount of energy you've consistently put into dissing PHR, your problem with them is seriously personal. What happened, did they not notice your car, or you wanted to be a writer but were too, uh, intense? Or once as a child were you hurt by an LS motor? You other guys, what gives? You got two people here who are writers for PHR now and sometimes the editor comes in, and you want to get on here and tell 'em how much you think their work sucks when who the hell are you?
New flash: PHR cannot bring the past back for you, the world doesn't need another Elasped Times on top of a thirty-foot pile of actual old magazines, and anybody who found time for, what, 40,000 internet posts along with their "80 hour" work week ought to just go out and get an actual car and re-visit actual car life again instead of just looking back and whining about it forever.
Why aren't you bitching about Hot Rod, there's plenty in there to either like or hate? Scared of Mr. Frieburger? Since Johnny's not a scary guy you'll go after him with your wierd frustrations instead?
Oct. PHR has one of the most amazing articles I've read this year, about a foundry pattern maker who stepped up and worked out how to make his own version of what is to me (a Hemi owner) the holy grail of factory bad-ass motors, the Boss 429. It's there, it's all machined and running, coolant flows through it and it makes real horsepower...I love it. There's a Barracuda on the cover that could've been my first Nova if I'd had the good sense to keep it. There's a Mustang and a Chevelle that if you couldn't have built yourself by your age, you're a loser. Boo-hoo, 18-inch wheels make you cry? Five bolts too many to change? You better go back and find all your old 1968 Hot Wheels and figure out a way to put tinier wheels on them because at scale those suckers are 'way too bigger than 14's.
Flip through a PHR and look at the ads. See what's selling these days...anything you'd want to buy? Suspensions, frames, EFI? Of course not...where PHR has evolved to, an issue at a time, is simply down a different road then the one you're parked on. Tough luck, sucks to be you.
I am a lifelong magazine junkie, after catching up on the new ones I could spend four hours in a 1920's Sat. Evening Post. I just don't get what it takes for a person to pick up a new magazine that represents a bunch of work and is yet another source for a bunch of interesting information, and decide they have a problem with it (how, by god?) and need to get on here and be an ass over it. So F'n what...don't buy it then, "car-guy". Go find something else to bitch about.
New flash: PHR cannot bring the past back for you, the world doesn't need another Elasped Times on top of a thirty-foot pile of actual old magazines, and anybody who found time for, what, 40,000 internet posts along with their "80 hour" work week ought to just go out and get an actual car and re-visit actual car life again instead of just looking back and whining about it forever.
Why aren't you bitching about Hot Rod, there's plenty in there to either like or hate? Scared of Mr. Frieburger? Since Johnny's not a scary guy you'll go after him with your wierd frustrations instead?
Oct. PHR has one of the most amazing articles I've read this year, about a foundry pattern maker who stepped up and worked out how to make his own version of what is to me (a Hemi owner) the holy grail of factory bad-ass motors, the Boss 429. It's there, it's all machined and running, coolant flows through it and it makes real horsepower...I love it. There's a Barracuda on the cover that could've been my first Nova if I'd had the good sense to keep it. There's a Mustang and a Chevelle that if you couldn't have built yourself by your age, you're a loser. Boo-hoo, 18-inch wheels make you cry? Five bolts too many to change? You better go back and find all your old 1968 Hot Wheels and figure out a way to put tinier wheels on them because at scale those suckers are 'way too bigger than 14's.
Flip through a PHR and look at the ads. See what's selling these days...anything you'd want to buy? Suspensions, frames, EFI? Of course not...where PHR has evolved to, an issue at a time, is simply down a different road then the one you're parked on. Tough luck, sucks to be you.
I am a lifelong magazine junkie, after catching up on the new ones I could spend four hours in a 1920's Sat. Evening Post. I just don't get what it takes for a person to pick up a new magazine that represents a bunch of work and is yet another source for a bunch of interesting information, and decide they have a problem with it (how, by god?) and need to get on here and be an ass over it. So F'n what...don't buy it then, "car-guy". Go find something else to bitch about.
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