A hollow victory is more fun than a respectable walloping

By all accounts, Terrence Stephen McQueen didn’t like losing. In the late ’60s he was arguably the biggest male star in Hollywood; his production company was riding high on the success of Bullitt, and

I enjoyed Martin Buckleyʼs article on the BMW 328 and SS Jaguar 100 (February). The rear view of the 328 was especially evocative for me, because it revived memories of when my dad entered his 1934 M4

Colombian climber Julián Arredondo was never one to do anything by halves: ‘I was mixing drugs with alcohol and women. I took a little bit of everything, but it never filled this deep emptiness I had

The excellent article on Leyton House F1 [The team that fired Adrian Newey, March] brought back memories. I was their insurance broker at the time along with many other F1 teams and their principals.

One movie car that made a lasting impression on a whole generation was Walt Disney’s ‘Herbie’, the Volkswagen Beetle with a mind of its own. The film proved such a hit that it resulted in several sequ