the next time you see 1 guy driving his Suburban to work it’s possible he just dropped 4 kids off at school

I’m with you, 20+ years in sales (current gig has sales people driving between 22K-65K annually, that last one is an outlier-dude is INSANE), and I have seen 1 salesperson* (that drives daily as a function of their job) with a Yukon/Suburban/Tahoe/Escalade. ONE.

I already have the hardtop, that obligates me to buy a convertible, doesn’t it?

FUCK. AND. YES!

No kidding. Sunday afternoon I emerged from the garage, covered in grease, rust dust, dirt, oil, brake fluid, penetrating fluid, brake cleaner and god knows what else; when Mrs. Dunlop announced she wanted another car (Japanese KeiVan this time). Currently we have 6 cars and a moped, and my hands haven’t resembled by…

Did you know it was Chrysler in 1958 that introduced “Auto-Pilot”, a precursor to cruise control, on the Imperial that year?

It was a the final year of a the Legacy 2.5GT 6sp, fairly limited production, and the only manual west of Missouri at the time.

My state has a cap on Doc Fees at under $200, and when I went a long with a friend to purchase in a nearby state the doc fee on the 4 square was like $475. When it was pointed out that $160 (I think it was at the time) in our home state, the dealer noted the Lexus dealership next door (also a Larry H. Miller store)…

There’s a star for the SILO reference.

Hold on, you’re asked to say they pledge before meetings?

I would for a 1984 Sierra Grande.

How’s are Sunday mornings?

Awesome piece.

In most cases, yes. But Michigan has some messed up wine laws; something about other states are only allowed to export, privately, as much wine to Michigan as that state imports from Michigan (which isn’t much, because well...wine from Michigan...).

...a used electric vehicle makes a lot of sense for puttering around town.

a $25,065 “decadent” party with strolling models lighting labor leaders’ cigars and wine bottles featuring Jewell’s name on the label

There is only one question we car about around here:

What the fuck did I just watch?

Mrs. Dunlop woke me up one Sunday July of 2018 and told me she wanted another car. Specifically, a Van. It should be noted that this was on the heels of her tending to me post a couple surgery’s and some chemo, and right before more chemo, so it’s not like she needed my permission. A week later Bodie the van came home.

I'll start with what you are really after.