The Fast Not Loud network couldn’t happen without the team of authors and talents behind it. Here are the people behind the keyboards.
~Tell the intern to put something clever here~
Jay Lauer is the founder of fastnotloud.com and a self-proclaimed master flipper, who normally doesn’t write about, but flips cool and non-cool cars on the internet. He owns a $150 Buick and has formerly owned the world’s cheapest Honda S2000. He has over 25 flips to his resumé and set the world’s quickest flip record, probably, by buying and selling a Saturn in under three hours.
~ Thunderturd Owner~
I might be one of the 50 people in the world who genuinely likes Thunderbirds. The cars known for lacking power, the sole reason being the protection the Ford flagship vehicle Mustang. I own a 1995 Thunderbird LX 4.6 and love it, a great balance between handling, performance, and comfort. It isn’t anything special but I would take it over a mustang any old day.
Expect many Thunderbird related posts and a Grand Prix restoration series from me in the future.
Benjamin J. Rolland
~The Jersey Sure~
Hailing from Asbury Park, NJ, I am FNL’s official Jersey correspondent. Be it gaudy Cadillacs, IROC-Zs, or what hair product to use to make sure that sweet ‘do you’ve been working on all morning doesn’t get messed up when you’re doing 120 down the GSP to Seaside, I’m your man. I have owned everything from a rusty 400k mile C-10 Chevy to euro classics like the Saab 900, and crushed everything from Ford Tauruses to BMW 2002s. My heart belongs to Cadillacs and MOPAR Muscle though. I currently drive a Chevy Cruze RS and have an ’04 Cadillac DeVille that I’m sort-of-but-not-really trying to sell. Just don’t ask where that smell in the trunk came from, capisce?
~How do I cars?~
I make poor car buying decisions on a frequent basis, and my easily bored nature means that none of my cars stay the way they are for long. This leads to hilariously misguided and often completely ghetto-rigged contraptions finding their way onto my car before being scrapped and done “the right way”, much to the consternation of my bank account. I’m able to find merit in even the most miserable of shitboxes, usually leading me to an obsession with strange vehicles to a degree that probably warrants professional help. My current rides are a 1991 Mazda MX-5 Miata base model and a 2005 Ford Mustang V6 Convertible base model. That sentence got more and more depressing with each word.
At the very least I hope my poor decisions translate into entertaining articles.
~In Colorado, higher than an eagle’s nutsack~
I suppose my automotive fixation started when I was 11 years old. I had finally convinced my dad to buy me a go-kart. Coming from the flat half of Colorado, there isn’t really much to do other than wrench on your craigslist beater that turned into a regular old daily due to numerous unfortunate events. At the moment, I own a 1986 Ford Ranger, and drive my mother’s 2009 Accord Coupe. I’m a huge fan of pretty much any music that involves a guitar, and have a somewhat large collection of them. But first and foremost, I’m currently obsessed with the 1955-57 Chevrolet Trucks, having more or less inherited one from my father. Hopefully it’ll end up back on the road sometime soon!
~I honestly don’t know why I’m here~
I’ve always had a fascination with transportation. Airplanes most of all, but cars are kinda neat too. I grew up in a household where the oldest car we ever had was a 2001 Acura MDX in 201o, so unlike pretty much every other author on this site I prefer shiny new things to rusty old ones that are one broken part from the junkyard. I’m a madman who thought a Chevrolet Sonic would make a good autocross car, who’s convinced the best vehicle name in history belongs to the Republic XF-91 Thunderceptor (google it, I couldn’t make that up if I tried), and the one “car guy” in the world that will defend paying someone else to change my oil. Also I think you should know I have a cat named after a character from Tron.
~Just don’t ask.~
I’ve always had a thing for the oddball bit of transportation, be it Yougo, Festiva, Kei cars, or the boring old rental cars. Growing up, my parents owned a 1984 Oldsmobile Cutlass Cruiser station wagon in blue metalic fleck, and the love of the rolling box was instilled in me. When my mom’s sister gifted us their worn out, beat up, sun damaged 1989 Corsica, that love only grew. It didn’t help when my parents bought me a 1995 Corsica for me to drive to & from school my senior year of high school. Driving and maintaining them has become somewhat of an obsession (to the disdain of my wife).