One Lap of the Web: Moby Dick, mass transit failures, and the return of the Ford RotundaMon, 16 Sep 2013 00:00:00 -0700
-- The Porsche 935/78 race car, perhaps better known as Moby Dick, looks a bit like a typical 911 that someone heated up until it was pliable and then slowly, carefully stretched until its nose and tail were elongated past the point of absurdity. And then someone else came along and stuck a giant wing on the back. But it is a real car, and Speedhunters has proof in the form of a photo essay. Between the photos you'll learn about Moby Dick's evolution and history.
-- There are plenty of reasons to support mass transit; freeing up highway space for those of us who actually enjoy driving is a particularly appealing one. But man's reach often exceeds his grasp, especially where big-budget vacuum trains are concerned. In honor of Elon Musk's Hyperloop announcement, Wired has rounded up 10 of the silliest proposals for cheap, efficient mass transportation that never got off the ground. Well, that never got anywhere, really. From fan-powered sky pods to electric-powered sky pods to human-powered sky pods (what is it with sky pods?), check out all the hits at Wired.
-- Ford's famous Rotunda, built for the 1934 Chicago World's Fair and later moved to Dearborn, Mich., famously burned to the ground in 1962. But according to Hemmings, the Rotunda may rise again -- if the Early Ford V8 Foundation has anything to say about it, at least. If the project gets anywhere, the neo-Rotunda won't be an exact replica; it will likely be scaled down, and it'll be located in Auburn, Ind. We'll keep you abreast of any updates on what seems like a rather ambitious project.
-- At Jalopnik, enjoy this list of special-edition cars that automakers should totally go ahead and build. Some are pretty funny -- we'd love to meet the sort of person who ponies up the cash for a Hugo Boss Edition McLaren MP4-12C -- but all are well reasoned and we admit that some are downright appealing. A hopped-up Infiniti Q50 Red Bull Racing Edition, anyone?
By Graham Kozak