MarionCobretti
MarionCobretti
MarionCobretti

Well, um, both cars do have inline sixes and...yeah, I've got nothing.

...er, I meant to say "the Chevelle, with its measly 454 c.i.d., has to go, as it's dwarfed by its GM stablemates." Not sure what happened there.

I'd vote for the Buick, but really, you're going to eschew a Go Mango 440/6 Plymouth Superbird (easily the most ridiculous looking car of the era) over 15 lousy cubic inches? That's a bit pedantic, don't you think? And if displacement is really all that matters, then the Chevelle, with its measly 454 c.i.d., has to

Yumpin' yiminy! I still probably would have had an aneurysm, and I'm a far cry from 12.

What a ripoff. It doesn't even transform into anything! I've got a Zippo. What I want is to light my cigarettes with something that I then transform into a miniature robot to play with while I'm smoking. Surely we have the technology to make this happen?

I have to go with May, based on the fact that I have a gray-haired British friend, and if we're out, generally every woman within a 200 yard radius of him is actively trying to get into his pants.

Yeah. If there's a lot of snow on the ground, I've always thought that you're better off just pulling the ABS fuse. Otherwise, the brakes are busier anti-locking than braking.

Can I add every post-Bangle BMW? I swear, when I'm make King, that bozo will be first up against the wall.

The C5 'Vette - too large in the rump, too derivative in taking styling cues from the FD RX-7 and other early 90's Japanese sports cars.

I have an addendum to my earlier post.

Champ Car (nee CART)