I wouldn’t hold my breath...

I’m going with AMC. A Jalop favorite that brought you:

COTD

NP all day long. Throw a set of Cragars on that beast and drive it.

A hideous shitbox and the commercials were awful. I can still remember that godawful tune

Good thing Col. Stuart already got blown up.

Texas is a fucking shithole in every regard. Fuck that place.

What a hideous unwieldy shitbox.

Where to start? Let’s go in order of year of manufacture:

Easy there George :D

I’ve always liked the Alf Romeo logo. A cross and a snake eating a baby? That  logo has everything!

That’s exactly how I ordered my new 1988 Golf GL diesel at Autohaus Warncke in Tarmstedt. I was able to order it exactly as I wanted with no
BS or upselling of crap I didn’t want or need. 

I feel confident that it’s going to be hot unwatchable garbage.

This whole fiasco was weapons-grade dumbfuckery from the very start.

Literally any Rambler. Basic, solid, bulletproof and cheap. Plus, lie-flat seats, baby...

I had a 2006 Mini Cooper S convertible that I named Uschi (diminutive form of Ursula). The name just seemed to fit a cute little German gal. 

I used to be a major road rager and taking affront at any perceived sleight on the road. My wife used to get so pissed at me that at some point I started just trying to watch my language, and eventually I figured out that this behavior is just fucking dangerous so I dialed it way back. At this point, I can’t remember…

What a goddamn abortion that thing is. 

May he fuck in the direction of off forever.

If anything, this is way overdue.