Worst I ever owned, a ‘77 Dodge “Macho” Power Wagon. 360 engine. Yellow and black. That yellow got me, I don’t know what else it was. Super slow when new, and problems from day one to 4 years later, when I had enough and dumped it. The first problem was electrical, the bulkhead connector that connected the engine…

There’s a road locally that is 4 big lanes wide, with a center turn lane and it’s got a 35 MPH speed limit on it that is blatantly ignored. The street that crosses it is narrower, with a ton more traffic on it, and it’s got a 40 MPH limit, and it’s also ignored. Both of these roads would be at least 45 MPH as are all…

My 2018 Challenger Scat Pack has a couple of really minor things that bug me. The first, and by far the worst, is the stupidly placed bottle holder in the door. If you are the right size, and I am, and have the seat in the right spot, and I do, the bulge for it hits you on the side of your calf. I solved it for the…

I put a Hurst aluminum shifter handle into my ‘79 Trans Am. It was winter in Las Vegas. About April or so, I got into it after it had been sitting in the sun for several hours and I had HURST burned into my palm. I went over to Tandy Leather and had them make me a nice leather cover for it. Even then, it was…

When my Challenger Scat Pack was stolen back in Feb, I didn’t expect to get it back and had actually worked out a deal with a dealership 100+ miles away for a new Plum Crazy Purple one. But my car was recovered and spent almost 60 days in the shop at over $12K damage. The new one would have been exactly equipped as my…

I had a 2010 R/T and have an ‘18 Scat Pack now. The SP’s 6.4 is light years better than the 5.7. I knew I would be buying a 6.4 as soon as I drove my friend’s ‘12 with it. 

Yep, it’s my dream car from when I was 16. I tried to buy a Challenger or Cuda right at the end in 1974. I had the cash to buy it myself, but at 17, I couldn’t. Mom screwed around and the good ones were gone. In 2018, I decided to get exactly the car I wanted to without any real compromises. The Toledo area is a color…

Gus was a magnet for blitz attacks, I don’t know what it was, but it seemed like other dogs instantly knew he was a wuss, and would run up and grab a mouthful of hair out of his neck, not realizing that they were lighting a long fuse on a bomb. He would have a look of total shock after the first couple of bites. He…

The head on the back was a trigger for King, it would make him puff himself up and his tail would go up to the point it touched his back, then the stare would start, and then as sort of a last indication he was about to go off, his ears would go up. If the right one was all the way up, and the left one was over 45…

I named King before I got him, I just wanted a one syllable name and it came down to Kirk or King. He was by far, the most entertaining dog I’ve ever had or been around, but trying to convince him to do anything was a huge chore. He would always sniff like he was smelling your lies or something, and you could see him…

Well, I haven’t been in that area in a long time, other than passing through it. But when I did spend some time there, in 1972-73, it was pretty bad. It seemed like a better choice than saying “The Old West End of Toledo”, as not very many people know how bad some parts of it are and have been. 

Too bad King isn’t still around, this year might have been his “big score”. He loved picking Cicadas off the lower tree branches and gobbling them up. In the pic, I was negotiating with him about coming into the house. Since it was like 95 outside, getting him to come in was almost impossible. He loved to bake in the…

I got hit in the face by one about 30 years ago. My A/C was dead and I had my windows open and I was getting on the freeway and got smacked at about 60 MPH. It hurt like hell, and I had a bruised cheek and lower eye area. People thought I was in a fight.

I had a friend who was a reasonable guy, until he had his first kid, then, as we joked then, and now, “His car only makes right hand turns!”. He has become more and more conservative over the years, and it started with his kids. We live in a low crime area, but judging by the way he acted, we lived in the South side…

I had an early version of this sort of nonsense directed at me 45 years ago, when I was a security guard in a Las Vegas casino. About once a day, we would be tossing some clown out, and tell them, “You’re getting 86'ed!”, take their pic with a polaroid camera, and read them the trespass stuff. They could, and usually…

I’ve rented one and only one car with Hertz. My car was getting a fender bender fixed and they had some sort of deal worked out with a local Ford dealership. OK, not a huge deal, I don’t care all that much about what make the car was, or the color. I ended up with an almost new Edge and it was fine...except. Except it…

I would be changing the wheels instantly, if I had one my rental Accord Sport had wheels kind of like those. I like the shape of it and IMHO, everything from the front wheels back is pretty good, or great, but the front doesn’t work for me.

Mine was a Cracker Barrel ad. I would rather risk getting it (whatever it would be)there than at Chipotle.

I’ll always have a soft spot for Olds, even over Pontiac. We were an “Olds family” from about 1966 until 1979. My dad had a ‘66 98 for a short time, it got hit and was totalled out after a failed series of repairs. It was parked with nobody in it and some drunk ran into it. The ‘65 to ‘69 period was a rapid rotation…

Back in high school, there was a younger kid who gave me a definite “whackjob” vibe from the moment I met him. He just didn’t act “right” at all. I was a senior and he was a freshman in 1974.