Mad Max Collection Auction

MAD MAX

High Octane Offers - Expressions of Madness Invited

ONCE-IN-A-LIFETIME...

Fury Road Vehicles

"For Sale By OFFERS"

collectors item

rare opportunity to own

a piece of CINEMA history

The most iconic vehicle collection ever offered by Lloyds Classic Car Auctions…

HIGH OCTANE OFFERS ARE INVITED ON VEHICLES FROM THE ICONIC HOLLYWOOD FILM, MAD MAX – FURY ROAD

Expressions of Madness are invited to tender for this collection of vehicles from the Wasteland. Offers close 26th of September.

A truly once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to own an entire Museum of Modern Masterpieces, survivors of the apocalypse that was the filming of FURY ROAD.

Private & confidential phone call or email is your only path to unearthing the greatest barn-find ever recorded.

Express your madness now! Call Head of Lloyds Classic Car Auctions-Asia Pacific, Mr. Frank Cheney on +61 498 623 629.

Payment can be accepted in any currency, including cryptocurrencies as we outrun the end of civilisation.

Nitrous, no-nonsense shipping can be arranged for anywhere in what’s left of the World.

High octane offers close on September 26th. In a world where there’s barely one of anything, to show you have power, be the man who’s got two of everything.

Enquire Now, Call 0498 MAD MAX (+61 498 623 629)

QUOTED FROM FURY ROAD

"In a world where there's barely one of anything, to show you had power, he's the man who's got two of everything."

VEHICLES FROM THE WASTELAND

Available for the Museum of Modern Masterpieces, these vehicles are survivors of the apocalypse that was the filming of FURY ROAD.

Blown, super-turbo charged and armed to the teeth with weaponry and War Boys, the machines that outran the end of civilisation have been unearthed in the greatest barn-find ever recorded. Nitrous, noxious and no-nonsense harbingers of hell, marking man’s uncanny ability to wring beauty even from that designed for death and destruction, art from power, meaning from machine.

Featuring 13 iconic vehicles as seen in the movie!!

  • THE WAR RIG
  • THE GIGAHORSE
  • THE DOOF WAGON
  • NUX CAR
  • CONVOY CAR : ELVIS
  • CONVOY CAR: FLAMER
  • RAZOR COLA
  • POLE CAR
  • SABRE TOOTH
  • FIRE CAR
  • CALTROP: EL DORADO
  • BUGGY: RATROD CHEV
  • BUICK: HEAVY ARTILLERY WITH HUMMER WEAPON MOUNT

THE GIGAHORSE: W16 CADILLAC PAIR

Mutant A pair of 1959 Cadillac Coupe de Villes in flagrante delicto are split, widened and mounted one to the other, pitched at a rakish angle by huge double rear wheels and powered by twin V8’s slaved to a handmade gearbox capable of harnessing and harmonizing the ultimate power of the ultimate leader. The flagship of the Citadel’s Armada, The Gigahorse is memory of past glory and pledge of future victory. Armed with whaler’s harpoon and the devil’s own flamethrower, The Gigahorse is likely the first thing you hear and the last thing you see on the Fury Road.

THE WAR RIG: PRIME MOVER INC. TANKER AND BALL PIG-TRAILER

Mutant lovechild of semi-trailer and hot rod, twin V8’s end-to-end, 6 wheel-drive, eighteen-wheeled leviathan charged with the barter of fluids and firearms that binds the three city-states of the Wasteland in tenuous alliance. She (and ‘she’ she most definitely is) bestrides the Fury Road, a beast of war as much a beast of burden, piloted by the most trusted warrior and heralded driver of the Citadel, Furiosa. A dozen elite War Boys hunker down on the truck and trailers of this massive machine and a convoy of cars and motorbikes track with her across the desert, a finger to the apocalypse and the downfall of man. Bring it on…

THE DOOF WAGON

Every army has a little drummer boy, to keep the beat and stir the heart, and the War Boys of the Wasteland are no exception. Here, mounted drummers pound a taiko beat on huge resonators built of aircon duct, while Coma The Doof Warrior, blind and disfigured, slung in a web of bungy and spread-eagled before a stack of speakers, hurtles across the desert landscape on a repurposed 8 x 8 M.A.N. missile-carrier. The wail of the banshee, the distorted lick and demented, driving bass, the call to arms and the baying for blood, all music to the ears and grist to the mill, a symphony, a song, a single scream, the soundtrack to the end of civilization.
But we go out dancing…

RAZOR COLA: 1973 XB FALCON COUPE (THE INTERCEPTOR REBORN)

Recently salvaged along with the full-life Max, the XB Interceptor has been resurrected in the crucible of the Citadel, jacked up on off-road rails and supersized wheels, double-aspirated V8 blower now topped by skull sucking air into Scott Hat as Slit sits atop the shiny-chrome assassin, jockeying hundreds of horsepower and a handful of hate down mankind’s final straight to a finishing line ever closer and ever more … final.

NUX CAR: 1932 THREE WINDOW CHEV COUPE, V8

A super-turbocharged, nitrous-boosted 5-window Deuce Coupe. This vehicle is every hotrodders’ dream and the perfect chariot for young Nux, a true believer and gun driver in the Citadel Armada who puts the fun back in fundamental and whose failing flesh fetishizes the fury and power of the V8 he hopes will lead him to Valhalla. Nux is the deliverer of death, the fan and the fanatic, a loyal servant and lethal savant and the car is his art, hope and heart. He has cast a totem of skull and mask on the crucifix quiver that tilts toward battle and wrought a steering wheel of doll head and cable that venerates his master, Immortan Joe. Nux’s true god is the engine and his church the car.

CONVOY CAR: ELVIS

A pair of GMC 6’s slung end-to-end on the extended chassis rails of a 3-window Coupe make for the guttural rumbling of a V12. With nitrous injection and a single gunner keeping the power to weight ratio way down Elvis earns his place as the hi-speed outrider of the War Rig convoy, the heartbeat of barter on the Fury Road.
 

CONVOY CAR: JAG FLAMER

The sandblasted and shiny chassis speaks of construction once upon a time in GasTown, but it has now found fame as part of Furiosa’s convoy: such is recycling in the shifting sands of the Wasteland. A high-speed kamikaze point guard, caltrop-spewing, napalm-spitting angel of death willing, indeed hopeful of destruction in the service of the Immortan Joe. Driver, Gunner, Lancer, Boy… vehicle, weapon, passion, joy. Black pitch on silver chassis, spats spitting flame and bullet at any and all that dare interfere with his trade.

POLE CAR: PONTIAC SURFARI WITH 20’ POLE COUNTERWEIGHT

A 1956 Pontiac Custom Safari 2-door wagon stripped and chop-topped to accommodate a 20’ pole welded to a V8 engine block as counterweight for aerial gymnastics… Cirque du soleil, wasteland style: rape and pillage from on high by Gastown elite Warboys, boarding parties rained on victim vehicles at high speed from this steel surfboard-toting, beaten metal monster.

SABRE TOOTH: F250 CLAW CAR

A repurposed F250 tow truck, sporting a massive harpoon for lassoing quarry, and a vicious pair of steel ‘teeth’ to bite into the earth and slow a victim’s vehicle until the coup de grace could be delivered by the rest of the Bulletfarm alumni. Stained rust red by the ochres and blood of the Bullet Farm plains, where it otherwise toiled in the corpse and armament-rich fields of the last great land battles before the Fall, the Some and Passiondale.

FIRE CAR: DODGE The premier Fire Car of the Citadel, a flame-throwing attack dog ‘liberated’ from Gastown, pitched in the Citadel’s black livery and pressed into service in the great chase. An old school Hot Rod, aspirated a Roots blower mounted low ahead of the radiator, sucking in air and dust in near equal proportion and therefore sporting the second-to-last pair of pantyhose in Christendom as a filter. A great driver, a also nitrous assisted, the Dodge runs a healthy competition with Nux’s car. It reaches the quarry almost as quickly.
CALTROP: EL DORADO This Gas-guzzling yank tank offers space aplenty as it carries a multitude of warriors into battle, caltrops and shotguns to the rear, mounted machine gun front and centre; the bonnet sports a medieval bas-relief of dancing Death, the drivers’ door a scorecard of partners in that particular dance. A presidential assassination in search of a grassy knoll.

BUGGY: RATROD CHEV

Just enough parts leftover from a real car to fashion this pint-sized but powerful pirate, a radically chop-topped, cut and shunted Chevrolet solo symphony for single driver and sub-machine gun. The rusted patina and high calibre weaponry speak of a tough life in the killing fields of Bulletfarm, trawling for spent cartridge and cannonball and policing the hordes that mine by hand the lead and ore of the great Pit.

BUICK: HEAVY ARTILLERY WITH HUMMER WEAPON MOUNT

Beaten and polished, stripped and shining, straddling an extended rear diff and double rear wheels, the Buick is the standard bearer and personal guard for the The Gigahorse and Immortan Joe. A back up crew of trusted War Boys hunker close by to supply cover fire from a slew-ring turret and anti-aircraft gun, ever ready to make the leap as reinforcement or retaliation.

Express your madness now!
Call 0498 MAD MAX (+61 498 623 629)