Had a ‘67 Chevy Biscayne that cost me all of $15 and [with a few small repairs] I drove back and forth between NY and Virginia for a year. My finances stabilized, I upgraded my ride to a 1968 Corvair, and sold the car to a friend of a friend of a friend....I learned of its subsequent adventures when he ran from a hit…

we’ll eventually read that she subsequently tried to hire an undercover cop who she thought was a hit man to kill the husband who murdered the Asian and learned the hard way that’s not how double jeopardy works

I once (1970s) worked for a supermarket chain that pulled old trailers out of service and offered them to employees, delivered to the location of their choice for $500...a great deal for the guys that could live in our ratty, battered boxes as a hunting camp for a few days at a time, but those were the only takers I…

While Subaru would have lost me over the CVT, the lack of a hatchback or wagon drove me away years ago. 

Still better than the current trend of run-flat tires, no spare, and a call for a flatbed if the sidewall is damaged. Depending on where it’s punctured, a run-flat can be repaired, but only if it isn’t driven after it’s ”fully flattened”, but few tire shops will even try, claiming that replacement is mandatory…

My lesbian daughter hated every Subaru I ever owned, particularly the Outback that stalled and needed an ECU reboot on the way to the road test for her drivers license. She now drives a Volvo.

Nor have I, but I’m always willing to listen to a voice with experience relevant to the conversation. 

...and I could outrun Mother Teresa and jump higher than Stephen Hawking. You take your victories where you find them.

Ahhhh......brings back memories of my ‘Easy Rider’ chopper bicycle with a coaster brake, one speed and a two foot fork extension made from galvanized electrical conduit pipe. With a turning radius of twenty feet or so, I’m surprised I survived riding that thing on public roads.

These actually handled pretty well compared to the competition of the time. I had the misfortune of owning both a Vega and a Pinto, and my girlfriend drove a VW fastback. Moving between the three of them, the Vega felt like a Lotus.

I was once where they were....about to buy a house, driving a thrice-rear-ended Samurai or a BMW 2002 that kept catching fire, when my wife’s Civic tossed its timing belt. Short on cash (dedicated to a down payment) and a credit fears calmed by a loan already approved...our anxieties was quelled by a dirt cheap lease…

Exceptional mastery of a challenging situation, but while I can convince myself that he then climbs out a window to retrieve the bike and move it back to the garage, close the door and re-enter through the window, I prefer to believe that he disassembles the bike every night, moves it into the house via his chimney and…

that is a beautiful body, and makes one appreciate the 1960's wheel arches that have since devolved into hideous little holes to hide slim rubber on too-big aluminum circles that crack too easily...

Nice summation of the fifties market - but they were all chasing Crosley...

When I was in high school, I managed to misplace my $3 skips from EJ Korvettes after a gym class and was directed to a lost and found bin, from which I retrieved someone else’s lost Chuck Taylors in my size.

GM’s malicious harassment of Ralph Nader poisoned any chance of the second generation Corvair succeeding. It was a terrific product that was denied an opportunity to evolve.

One problem was the version of the Iron Duke that they used. The Fiero got the wrong half of the 5 liter small block, employing the small-bore, long-stroke (half of the 307 V8) when they should have used the big-bore, short-stroke of the 302 that was developed for the original Z-28, used for years in high-strung Sesco…

I once got a call from my ex-wife, on the night before Thanksgiving, because she had driven her Infiniti EX35 over a shopping cart and was stuck in a parking lot. WTF?

Cannot disagree more. After half a lifetime of driving cars with manual transmissions, I suffered a knee injury and was told that the joint would never be pain free if I kept on pushing a clutch pedal a few hundred times every day. I bought a Veloster Turbo with paddles. Not as fast as some I’ve had, and with some…

The reason we have no imported two door trucks and SUVs is that damn ‘chicken tax’ that LBJ imposed to buy an endorsement from the UAW in the 1964 election. We could have had them, but we might also have had a president Goldwater. What gets me is that so many ‘foreign’ companies now have plants in the US, Canada, and…