SpainIsInYurp
SpainIsInYurp
SpainIsInYurp

Nothing new under the sun.

On the bright side, all screws I have seen in the car have TORX heads. And it's not the only one: my mum has a Citroën and it's got mostly TORX screws and bolts.

In my car. It's a Renault so most screws have TORX heads, I had to get the keys to do minor repairs and maintenance.

Yes, but so do most sports cars.

A set of Security TORX keys in the glovebox. Not a very common accesory. In fact, knowing what a TORX head is marks you as an A-grade nerd down here.

A brutally honest and brilliant piece of writing.

A poor man's Ferrari 456, but without hidden lights shenanigans. Just clean lines and harmonious proportions.

Yes. Sadly the 2000s marked the beginning of that horrid "catfish styling".

Of course you can. Peugeot + Pininfarina = WIN.

Ahem, writing from Yurrup here.

Well, I tend to prefer the cars that i can realistically afford. Don't blame me. Besides, those "bricks" can do things that your sports cars just can't. Like, for example, carrying a wife and 2 children's luggage.

Watch Ronin. Pick any of them.

A turbo increases the global compression ratio of the engine, even keeping the cylinder compression ratio constant.

Less fuel, yes. 200 mpg, no effin' way. There's just not enough energy in a gallon of petrol to propel a 1-ton of car over 200 miles. And I'm supposing that we could convert heat into work with no losses whatsoever, which is physicalli impossible.

The principle should be similar, but obviously the execution can't.

Then again, why is it still the no.1 sports car in sales?

You forget the inherent fun factor of a convertible.

What did you expect from the oldest civilization in Europe? Honesty and innocence, or knowing all the tricks in the book?

The Black Volga legend has a bit of truth: Volgas were cars that only mid-high ranks in Communist Party, Armed Forces or State hierarchy could get. And the only organisation that could order their Volgas black was... the Committee for State Security. Yup, the KGB.

Maybe an electromagnetic clutch of some incredibly crazy sort. Obviously not a friction clutch if they want it to last more than a couple minutes.