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Yes, the LeMans was a captive import of a captive import. They just started selling that particular generation of Opel Kadett in Germany in 1984. It was so much cooler and awesomer and more modern than the previous generation, which we brought to the States as the Chevrolet Chevette, a rear-drive subcompact that was

Well, that's what GM does when they really don't want to do something they feel pressured to do. Do it really, really half-assed so they won't have to do it again. It's as if Homer Simpson was the CEO.

Except my old lady looks at me funny and implies that I'm a lightweight because she gets to salt her food (that I made) to the point of it being gritty and I don't. Saying things in a nice way does not always work.

Just refuse to eat it and pitch a fit. If you do it right, it won't happen again.

Have you ever seen the movie Idiocracy? That's why you should give a fuck. This is our country going straight down the tubes, where a cable channel once called The Learning Channel (most people who regularly watch this crap have probably forgotten what TLC stands for) puts such utter shit on the air.

1978 Chevy Impala station wagon. If you can parallel park one of those, you have truly mastered it. Later, I would take Dad's '71 VW Bug out and teach myself to drive stick.

The neat thing about bench seats was, and you used to see this in the movies all the time, you could get in the car from either end. This was particularly useful if you were parallel parked (you do remember how to do that, right?). You just opened the passenger side door, get in, close the door, and slide on over.

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Aw, I thought you all meant "God Save The Queen" by the Sex Pistols.

Ours was in the 160s in Upstate New York. Similar climate, less crime (and more cows). When I got WGN, I used to watch your weather to find out what we were in for in two to three days.

If only we could force some of that basement air upstairs.

That's why you put in breaks in the masonry, spaces between certain bricks with no mortar. Our old house in South Carolina was supposedly in an earthquake zone, and every house had those.

Our house has out-of-this-world frontage, but one side of it gets blasted all winter long with the damned wind. You'd think they'd at least have planted a few trees on that side, but no. Our house's previous owners were lazy bastards, and apart from a lone and rather scraggly crabapple tree (since removed because we

And Germany (the southern part) is on the same lattitude as southern Ontario. When I was stationed there, we waited until nearly 11PM for July 4th fireworks.

Most European countries have summer temperatures similar to those in Vermont. Most cars, even some expensive ones, don't come with A/C. It's not uncommon to see drivers in Germany drive 7-series BMWs with the windows rolled down in July.

It's a joke, son.

Cabletown pisses on your Olympic traditions.

Why not a for-reals Civic wagon? 5-door hatches suck. Not only that, they cost extra and get fewer MPG. For that, I want a real station wagon. No more half-measures.

I'd do a Rockford in my gravel driveway once in awhile, when there aren't any other cars parked there. And yeah, it's a lot more fun in snow.

Basically, that's what the dealer tells you to keep you from turning the car back in under the state lemon law. Pretty much same here. There are three cars in the driveway, and none of them leak/burn oil at anywhere close to that rate. Car engines are made to such tight tolerances nowadays that they run on 0W20

There was a saying back when Ralph Nader was relevant - if you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem.