The Ford Mk1 Cortina salvaged from the wrecker’s yard

16 September, 2016

Chris Alexander discovered the car in a wrecker’s yard in Mangere, South Auckland, seven years ago, sitting forlornly on a wooden pallet. It was a completely stripped shell with the four doors attached, and it quickly caught Chris’s eye. He immediately thought ‘rally car’ — what a fantastic opportunity to start a project.

Chris wanted to recreate an Alan Mann Cortina. The four-door shell was ideal for rallying, as the spare wheel can easily be stowed inside the cabin along with all the necessary accessories, leaving only the fuel pumps in the boot. Chris built the Cortina with a retro theme in mind, wanting to keep it classic, but mixing in the modern touches for safety and reliability.

He had planned to campaign his Cortina in this year’s Targa, but unfortunately had to withdraw at the last moment due to illness. He expects to make a full recovery, and is looking forward to competing in the Classic Rally of New Zealand 2017.

We’ve included a few additional photos that didn’t make it into the October issue of New Zealand Classic Car — grab your copy below to read the full story.  


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.