Drivers of New York: Merle
A photographic portrait of America’s most unlikely car lovers.
No matter the shape, no matter the make, no matter the era, The Drive and Classic Car Club have a love affair with the automobile. Somewhere under those steel roofs and carbon engine covers, there’s a personality. It might be that of a champion, or perhaps, more like your recovering alcoholic Uncle Eddie. But it’s undeniably there.
And thus, the birth of this photographic column. These are snippets, little insights into the life of a car and, more importantly, those of the people who own them. There will be no rolling prose, no feature-length interview. Just an automobile and its owner, as seen through the lens of Finnish phenom Tuukka Koski.
153rd St, Harlem. 1998 BMW 528i
"I love the way this car handles. It’s just spun 200,000 miles, but it still runs like new. I drive a lot in North New Jersey. There are a lot of winding roads up there. One time, it was 11:30 at night. I was driving hard and got into a tank slapper, but I recovered."
It was stock when I got it, but I did work to it, like new wheels, a retractable plate and other stuff. I did the carbon trim myself. I had a little trouble with the roof, but I got it straight.”
“I’m working on naming her. I’m thinking Co-Co.”