Pssst, it’s not just me
It’s not something I’m willing to admit to some of my petrolhead pals – I love hot rods. I suspect the attitude to hot rods in the USA is completely different from the typical car nut in Australia and Europe, who can be a bit toffee-nosed about the hot rod genre. I think that hot rod appreciation is definitely on the rise though and there’s an increasingly large following for them in nations as diverse as Japan, Sweden and, of course, in Australia and New Zealand.
Even in the USA, hot rods were once perceived as a bit ‘working-class.’ That is until the hoity-toity Pebble Beach Concours’ D’Elegance crowd decided they had become historically significant and invited them to be displayed alongside the more usual Bugattis, Ferrari’s and other multi-million dollar classics.
Where do great hot rods come from?
Nowadays, amazing hot rods are still home-built in sheds, although there seems to be a whole new industry of specialists who will custom-build your dream hot rod in return for a few hundred thousand greenbacks. There’s no such thing as a typical hot rod, as ever there’s a wide appreciation of ingenious ideas and craftsmanship that can be seen on a basic ‘rat rod‘ or a six-figure beauty-queen built to win prestigious trophies.
Not two hot rods are alike
And, for me, that’s where the real beauty of the hot rod lies – they are all unique, Each and every hot rod is the product of someone’s imagination. The devil is in the detail, whether it’s the sight of a restored ‘Flathead’ Ford motor equipped with rare hop-up parts from the fifties, or a proportionally perfect machine built last week, hot rods are really rolling automotive sculpture. The fact that you can drive them too is just a bonus.