Celebrating 300 issues: the special edition of New Zealand Classic Car

31 December, 2015

With the January edition of New Zealand Classic Car now on sale, we celebrate our 300th issue with a special edition of New Zealand’s first and best classic car magazine. And, as a special bonus for our readers, every copy comes with a 2016 New Zealand Classic Car calendar and a terrific pack of classic car playing cards.

In what has now become something of a summertime tradition, our January cover car is a rare and rather splendid coach-built Ford Zodiac Estate — one of a number of bespoke vehicles built by Abbotts of Farnham.

Moving away from British Fords, we indulge ourselves and take a test drive in a pair of classic supercars — Ferrari’s fabled flat-12 Testarossa and Lamborghini’s totally over-the-top Countach.

Meanwhile, we also give readers an insight into what it takes to put together an eye-grabbing New Zealand Classic Car front cover — and reveal, for the first time, some of our more crazy ideas.

All your favourites are on board as well — Nationwide News, Behind the Garage Door, Motorsport Flashback, and, of course, Donn Anderson is Motor Man.

Pick up your copy of our 300th edition at your local supermarket or bookshop, or buy a print copy or a digital copy of the magazine below: 


This could be good news for restoring cars and bikes – but we must be quick!

Our parliament is currently considering a member’s Bill, drawn by ballot, called the ‘Right to Repair’ Bill.
It’s due to go a Select Committee for consideration, and we can make submissions ie say what we think of it, before 3 April this year. It’s important because it will make spare parts and information for doing repairs far more readily available and this should slow the rate at which appliances, toys and so on get sent to landfill.

1959 Sunbeam Alpine: A road trip with Lady P

The romance of the road
The South Island begins to reveal its unbelievable beauty and clarity of light as we weave and bend past mountain peaks, blue flowing rivers, and bright green forests. Today, while the cutlery wheel continues to chime, there are no morbid rattles, and we are still alive. The road moves beneath us and I start to really understand what a road trip is all about: the warm analogue hum of the engine, the sensory overload of wind and sun, the dreamy pageant of shapes and colour that glides by like a movie set, not a cloud in the sky.