AlainProstIsNotTheDevil
AlainProstIsNotTheDevil
AlainProstIsNotTheDevil

So, you buy the coolest car on the planet (well, the American planet, anyway) in 1987 for $16,000+/-. You don’t drive it. You just sock it away somewhere. And then you sell it for $65,000.

Not only did you not enjoy it (other than as a conversation started with fellow car geeks), but if you have invested that $16,000

Needs ketchup.

Yeah, those look amazing. Apparently, the long-ram intake was a dud in terms of making any more power than a more convention dual-quad setup. But, damn it looks cool. 

I think the Chrysler thing might have been one of those Detroit deals where it was listed in the options, but never actually built. I think the dual-quad 413 was the top dog in the 300 letter cars during those years. 

And what a flashback it was. Perhaps the only person to ever be awarded an Oscar for saying “It’s called disclosure, ya dickhead.”

For the money people are bidding on these cars, they owe it to themselves to have such things as engine number, VIN, and built sheet verified to the best of their abilities, which should be a phone call an expert in New England who could be paid for a few hours of works to go and check the car out. 

But plenty of Mopars of the day had their motors torn to shreds at the strip and on the street, so a replacement at some point would not be unheard of. Also, it’s a sticker.

The 426 wedge was available in some Dodge models, too. According to some books, it was also available in some Chrysler-branded products, too, but I don’t ever recall having seen one.

Don’t forget my three Trophée Andros championships.

You have an interesting taste in vehicles. I bought a Z3 coupe before the M coupe. Technically, I leased the former, but because it was absolutely unsellable as a new car, the lease price was ridiculous, less than $400 ($362 comes to mind; MSRP was $38,000;

I paid $10,800 for the M3 in 1995, drove the snot out of it for two years, constantly fighting oil leaks, and sold it about two-and-a-half years later for $9,500 to someone who was going club racing with it. No idea where it is now. It was a good deal when I got it, I didn’t lose much, and I had no catastrophically

Yes, I do. I’ve also owned all-wheel-drive, manual, turbocharged, high-performance wagons, an E30 M3 back before they were cubically expensive, and a host of other fun cars nobody bought in enough bulk for them to ever be sold again, or before they were “worth something.” No apologies, no regrets. 

From what he wrote, it seems he paid off the difference between the bank’s net auction receipts and loan value, not the entire remaining balance. 

You must have drawn the short straw to have to pen this piece this morning. 

Here’s the hard truth: BMW couldn’t sell Z3 M versions after the first couple of years, and the Z4 M was even worse.

And herein lies the problem. How many on this thread that say they love these cars actually bought one new? The answer is, not many of us. Anyone else besides me?

If Manzi had been injured, this sort of thing could be investigated by Italian criminal courts. Perhaps it still could be, given the other rider’s intent.

I hope you talked to the guy with the orange Lamborghini Espada. He was a mechanical engineer who built a home-brew fuel-injection system, essentially turning the six carbs into throttle bodies. In the engine shot you showed there, you can see the hand-made fuel rails. To top it off, the car is nitrous equipped for a

 I must have been thinking of the previous-gen model, which had some weird restriction on color related to sport and/or V-6 and/or manual. Some Honda fans needs to set me straight here. 

Wasn’t the six-speed Accord Sport only available in black and gray, or white?

!@#&!@#^!^@^@^^%*!*&&@...Bastards.

Technically, she didn’t change her clothes, she just rearranged her shirt.