Pirelli P-slot wheel
If you’re a purist, this photo will drive you crazy, as the P-slot was only available on the MkI and MkII Golf GTIs, which weren’t available in brown. Which was clearly an oversight on VW’s part.
/via CarType and the Golf MkI owners club.
Volkswagen Karmann Ghia Type 34
You can’t buy a car like this. No, not artfully rusted and dropped over polished wheels. Pretty. You can’t buy a pretty car these days.
Everything is aggressive now. Bog-standard Honda Civics have a DRG1 that seems like it wants to chew your face off. Even a mini2 has a sort of tense-eyebrowed, gape-mouthed appearance like a rabid Pekinese.
Friends, join me in appreciating the delicacy of this Type 34 Karmann Ghia. Even the rat-rodding it’s suffered received can’t hide the subtlety.
/via RedSquareDash Type 3 (lots more photos there, too)
Down Road Graphic. The face of the car. So my car designer friends tell me. ↩
Sorry, MINI. ↩
1973 Volkswagen K70
The K70 was supposed to be a sister car to the NSU Ro80 and was the first Volkswagen to have a water-cooled engine and front-wheel drive, making it the progenitor for all Volkswagens ever since.
It was designed by Claus Luthe who also worked for Audi and was chief designer at BMW from the late 1970s, heading the design of, among others, the E30.
So, next time you admire an E30, remember that it started with a slightly awkwardly proportioned VW.
2011 JE Design VW Touareg
I was going to hate on this Touareg but I like the colour. And at least it’s not a Cayenne.
On the other hand: colour-coded wheels after labor day? How gauche.
/via Serious Wheels
2010 Volkswagen New Beetle Red Rock
I’m loving the stealth brown coming out of Volkswagen Auto Group these days. Orange Flame and now Red Rock.
Also, the New Beetle is 12 years old. I’ve started keeping an eye on the prices of the quite rare Turbo versions.
(via Serious Wheels)
1980 Volkswagen Scirocco Storm
Unable to talk to anyone about this, in case they thought I was a southerner, I turned to the various motoring magazines, all of which were completely useless. They told me how big the boot was and the benefits of fuel injection and the precise dimensions of the rear seat, but I didn’t care about any of this. All I wanted to know is whether, if I bought a Scirocco, it’d cause me to have more sex than if I bought a Golf.
That was then, of course. This is now. I’d want to know if you could still get parts for the K-jet.
