Collectors arrive expecting hidden treasure and leave smelling like a wet dog.

Precision Purple paint, magnesium bracing, and a supercharger whine loud enough to drown out your financial advisor.

The ultimate track weapon for drivers with titanium knees, paid-off mortgages and unfinished wills.

One beige Buick got noticed, and now every sun fried sedan thinks it belongs in a museum with armed security.

Columbus brought the big bids, but the real disaster is your neighbor’s new shit box asking price.

Ten American 'performance' cars that arrived dressed for a street brawl but swung like a stoned mall cop.