The first mass market turbo 'stang was the '79 model year. Not very popular but it bowed in regardless. Hot air and carb, not so good, it wasn't reliable. Pulled in 81, returned in 83.

Look more like eastern European girls with dye jobs to me. Ain't complainin' tho.

For some reason it just reminds me of Frank.

And the gas gauge needle never moved.. I call BS.

Poor Monte Carlo. They managed to make you progressively uglier EVERY year.

The Saturn I bought new in 2003 had a haggle-adjusted price. Trust me, the haggle shall never die. One little generation can't ruin millions of years of consumer evolution.

I'd handwrite a check and mail it in in a baby shoebox that didn't smell very good.

I preferred the sloppy way the Ferrari was doing it at the end.

Jet turbine golf cart trumps superbike powered cart.

This car purchase would make me question their sanity.

I guess since it HAS to be new, you better go with the sensible Cadillac. Buick Lucerne Super, fully loaded they invoice right at $40k, and since they aren't moving very quickly, two large "security agents" could barter that down quite a bit more.

Group 44 Jaguar ISMA cars.. MMmmm sexy. Driver's title and manufacturer's title in '78. Brutally fast Irish blokes.

Just your basic black American sedan.

My vote, the 2nd gen LTD Crown Vic. You can argue it either way if it took a step forwards or backwards, but the panther chassis put an electronic control auto and a 4.6 SOHC engine in their cars at a price point that no one could compete with. Must have been a good move, they still haven't changed this recipe since…

Mercury Montego!

It's a hard life being a professional booth staffer. It only happens once a year, so I hope it pays well. Where do you get a degree in boothology anyway?

Need more AmericaFukYEaaaahhh, you know, monster trucks, explosions, moto, etc...

@brandegee: Beat me to it! Most definitely the top phallus-bolstering sex sled of it's day, and so much more exclusive than your average Maranello manhood enhancer.

These were actually produced. Shame on the John Player Special livery that graced Formula 1, Loti, and tons of Italian racing iron.