My late model work car is equipped with all the comfort features I could ever need. It has a nice quiet cabin, climate control, nice stereo and don’t forget the bun heaters! Going to work on a soggy cold morning is not that bad once you get inside this cozy cage. I am isolated from road and engine noises and I can stream music or news from anywhere in the world and listen to it with the twelve speakers. Why does one need twelve speakers anyway?
Driving a vintage car or truck takes some effort and involvement. They don’t have the best brakes, the steering is a bit sloppy and the wind noise…don’t forget the wind noise. It’s hard to have a cell phone conversation in a vintage car…but why should you?? You should listen to your vehicle and be one with it. The 1937 Ford I currently have the custodial rights over is one of those “old cars”
The 1939 transmission with second and third gear syncros is actually an upgrade from the stock non syncro transmission this car came with. Driving a car like this is a way to celebrate the way it was. Not necessary waxing nostalgically about “it was better back then” but it is an opportunity to really get in the head of the folks that built them and drove them when they were new.
You feel you are part of the machine and the history.
You blip the throttle and double clutch as you approach an intersection while still moving and feel first gear just slips in without a noise…THAT is a pure man and machine experience. Then go around the corner and hit second gear right at that torque spot and feel the flathead pull the car forward. No tachometer, no automatic shifter, no computer…just you knowing your machine and what it can do and also know it’s limitation. How can you not love it??!
Sigh, this may be hard to explain to some twenty year old kid in a Honda sporting a sewer pipe for an exhaust pipe…but I will try if anyone want to listen!