David Obuchowski's posts

On Tuesday morning, when a familiar number came up on my phone, I just knew it. It was Pat Barbour, the wife of a…

Last summer, I met a man named James Barbour III. I wrote about his remarkable life as documented original Tuskegee…

A while back, I met the Jalopnik crew out for drinks. I approached Justin Westbrook—president of the Jalopnik Movie…

On the track, it racked up wins. Off the track, it racked up rumor. Its speed was a dream come true. Its handling…

Ninety-two year old James Barbour III is tough in an unusual kind of way. The stereotypical tough guy grimaces and…

Walt worked harder than most people, and served his community more than most people do. That’s not a knock against…

With a few exceptions (I’m looking at you A-Team van), the van tends to be just an unremarkable, utilitarian…

I’m a sucker for a good underdog story. Give me the person who shows up to the car show with the rusted Plymouth…

There was a time when the manual transmission was everywhere, enough to be known as the “standard.” Now, especially…

It’s 1981, and a man pulls up to an intersection in his ‘52 pickup. He looks left to check for traffic. All clear.…

A man whose life revolves around automobiles searches for the very first car he ever rode in. It sounds simple…

We can quantify so many things in the automotive world. Quarter-mile times, points in a race, engine displacements.…

Last year, I became a regular contributor to Jalopnik, writing essays about people and their relationships with…

I went to Dallas to talk to John Redding about the 1966 Datsun 1600 Roadster that’s been hidden away in his storage…

The old Dodge was such a fixture in the neighborhood that one particularly awful person named his or her wireless…

“Before we get to your car questions,” my former next door neighbor, Terrance, said, “I need to tell you both…

Two weeks ago, I went to the Great American Beer Festival in lovely Denver, Colo., with a simple directive: Drink at…

As we all know, stouts are the best beers. But with temperatures rising, you may find that your local breweries have…

I love stouts. It could be 120 degrees in the dead of summer, and I'll still opt for one every time. Ice-cold…

I should probably start by announcing that I'm not a doctor. So if you're reading this, and you (like me) have…