Matthew Anderson

2 weeks ago | hagerty.com | Matthew Anderson

Following The Best Wednesday on Record, we at the Troutman Foundry car commune (North Carolina’s grungiest!) had our Best Tuesday on Record. Let the good times roll! It all started with my buddy Mario Brunner, who works at Germany’s American Classics Magazine. Mario wanted to do a story and photo shoot on my dad’s one-owner F-250 work truck. Here are the day’s Cliff’s Notes:Meet Friend Thomas and Journalist Mario. 8:00 am call time at the foundry.

1 month ago | hagerty.com | Matthew Anderson

Over the past year, I’ve shared with you many foundry-slash-car-storage-club updates. (Seven to be exact, and I suspect this trend will continue on an asymptotic curve. -EW) These updates tend to focus on whatever crisis is immediately at hand. Sometimes it’s about making sure the place doesn’t flood, fall down, or get robbed.

1 month ago | hagerty.com | Matthew Anderson

I did not get married on a Wednesday. My son, August, was not born on a Wednesday. Nor was I born on a Wednesday. I’m sure I’ve had good “hump days” in my life, but in my experience, midweek is usually a rough time. Then again, a broken clock is right twice a day, right? A recent Wednesday ended with seeing old friends, rescuing a tractor, buying a saloon car worthy of emperors, and picking up some antique tables. Oh, and a home-cooked meal from Mom.

1 month ago | hagerty.com | Matthew Anderson

As you’ve surely read in Parts I and II of my tale of college-aged tomfoolery Down Under, by this point in my semester abroad, I’d scratched out an ill-conceived plan—let’s call it the Final Exam of Australia—to drive across the continent in a rickety 1980s Ford Falcon. My buddy Steve, who I had been best friends with since the age of nine, was visiting from America. We waited for my finals to be over, nerves mounting.

2 months ago | hagerty.com | Matthew Anderson

Where did we leave off Part 1 of “A Falcon in Upside-Down Car Land”? I believe it was 2006. I had just moved to Australia as a study-abroad student with big dreams. My ambitious goals included amassing 14 credit hours, traveling, general cultural immersion, and executing big burnouts from the right-hand side of a locally produced four-door. In service of three of those goals, I had purchased a cheap Ford Falcon. From my first days with the Falcon, it proved to be solid transportation.