My money-no-object, ultimate dream-build, includes the 3.0 litre V12 Tipo 9 Maserati engine from the 1966 Cooper T81 F1 car... Shoved into a 1963 Jensen CV8...

I was told by my dealer service center that my 2008 Accord has a recall on the Takata airbags.

The 1952 Kaiser Manhattan. The proportions of this car look like they’re straight out of a Hanna-Barbera cartoon. And it’s so damn cute looking.

The Brits wanted so badly for this ugly mug to take over Mini sales in 1980, which does slightly match your “Late Cold War-Era Default Car Face”.

That’s a mighty nice British Racing Green the Germans have going on.

Ha! I live ~10 miles outside Santa Clarita. Glad to know my place of residence can be pin pointed-near perfectly- by giving a plot of 164,000 sq miles and the adjective “smelly”.

I special ordered a ‘05 MINI Cooper, just so I could have one with literally no options except the sports suspension. No hassle at all. And, prior to that, I owned a de-badged ‘01 BMW 325i. Wait... Am I European? California is a bit like the smelly parts of Italy. Now I’m confused.

1985 Buick Wildcat

Yeah, I shouldn’t have said wife. Though, he has a “partner” who he’s been with for about 16 years. In either the telephone or guitar episode he jokes about about his wife leaving him, which he corrects that she actually isn’t. So, at least he playfully calls her his wife. Which is why probably it slipped off the…

It isn’t entertaining. He’s entertaining. I’ve watched so many “educational” shows with him as the host, and he can make anything mundane extremely interesting.

Wow, that’s awesome. I’ve completely avoided that intersection for well over a decade. Make’s me kind of want to go to the El Capitan or TCL Chinese theaters more often. Sounds like this has fixed so many issues inherant with the area.

I could and still can only see a cigar shoved into a wall. What did people see before? A rock on a stick? I’m confused.

If this car came with a naturally aspirated sub-one-liter motor, with well under 100 hp and almost no options, at a massive discount... I’d get on board with that Se7en name in a blink of an eye.

If this is truly being sold as a sporty Smart, they better have fixed that pogo-stick feeling brake pedal.

Maybe it’s because I once owned a car with broken guages, but I really don’t feel the tach is that important, and a view of the speedo’s only necessary to keep from getting a ticket. All I need is a view of the road, my butt and my ears to tell me when to shift or slow down. Just like an infotainment screen, I’d…

I understand a Z isn’t an M, but this has to be considered a BMW performance car.

Photo taken during the filming of Grand Prix (1966).

No matter how strong you think you are...

My issue is: I live in an apartment. And none of those garage work bay rental services exist near me. Though, thankfuly, this whole debacle had me realize exactly what parts I actually do need. Top to bottom.