Fifteen years ago, if you told me I’d make a living photographing some of the rarest cars on the planet, I would’ve called you delusional. Back then I was stuck in an office, staring at a screen, wondering what the next move was — or if there even was one. I couldn’t see the road ahead. I definitely couldn’t see this. Now I chase light for a living. This film came out of a 4,000-mile run through the West — from Montrose to Salt Lake City, down to Phoenix, over to Albuquerque, and everywhere in between. Nine cars. Thousands of miles. Snow, salt, desert, and everything the map didn’t warn me about. The assignment was simple: shoot nine cars on the road. The mission was personal: make every mile count. I’m convinced that with a Jeep on 35s and onX, you can quite literally go anywhere. The West just hits different. I’ve driven the Million Dollar Highway more times than I can count — but never in a blizzard. White-knuckled and grinning, I was grateful for a sure-footed Rubicon. Truthfully, I wouldn’t want to be up there in anything else. In one week, I watched the sun set in some of the most iconic landscapes in America — the kind of views that force you to pause and remind yourself this is real life. I’d been to the Salt Flats before, but never without a schedule, never just to stand still. This time, I lingered. Hours passed in silence, surrounded by nothing but sky and salt. It felt infinite. I wrapped the trip outside Phoenix, chasing desert sunsets through the hills. Giant saguaro silhouettes stretched across pink and amber skies, the light shifting by the second — like a painting reworking itself in real time.

An Alfa delightfully adorned with Alfaholics parts has stepped back into my life. Driving an Alfa Romeo GT Junior upgraded with Alfaholics parts feels like stepping into a conversation between past and present. The car still carries the lightness, narrow pillars, and classic Italian charm of the original GT Junior, but everything feels sharper and more alive. The steering is beautifully direct, communicating every ripple of the road through the wheel, while the upgraded suspension keeps the car poised and balanced without losing its classic character. The engine responds eagerly, revving smoothly and sounding purposeful, making even ordinary roads feel special. It’s not just fast—it feels *right*, as if every component is working in harmony with the driver. What really stands out is how engaging the experience is. You’re constantly involved: feeling the chassis settle into a corner, timing your gear changes, and listening to the engine’s mechanical music. The Alfaholics upgrades don’t overpower the original spirit of the GT Junior; instead, they refine it, making the car feel more confident and precise while preserving its soul. Driving it isn’t about chasing top speed—it’s about connection, rhythm, and enjoyment. Every journey feels like an event, leaving you with the sense that you’ve driven something genuinely special rather than just gone from one place to another.

The perfect Porsche doesn't exis.....Wow, what a car. The color, the profile, the absolute insane noise that comes out of it.