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As a childless man, I prefer a 5-door, because it’s easier to load/unload the cat carrier.

2nd Gear: Don’t lose any sleep over your salesperson not making a good commission due to your ace negotiating skills, because the business has long since moved away from commissions that are based on gross profit. The dealership is assigned a sales goal from the manufacturer, using a set of “stair-step” targets that

This thing is the same sort of collection of mismatched parts as the monsters of ancient Greek mythology. I can appreciate the owner’s efforts to have something that no one else has, but at the same time, there’s probably a good reason why this car is unique. CP all day.

A Buick V6 block can handle twice the power that this one produces. It was the basis for a Indy 500 engine:

Of course you’ll wait, because god forbid the exalted ‘Vette should have a used market value that is commensurate with its capabilities.

I’ve never been a Corvette fetishist, so I see this turd for what it is: an ugly, underpowered, inefficient, automatic “sports car” with 3 whole gears. The number of more interesting, faster, more fun-to-drive cars that can be had for the same money is greater than the average Corvette enthusiast’s mind can

I’ve lived in the Detroit area almost my entire life, had my first coney when I was probably 6 or 7 years old. Every few weeks, my dad and I would make a Saturday morning trip to a butcher shop at the Eastern Market (Barry & Sons, I believe it was), to pick up the meat order he’d phoned in before we left. Then, it was

The venue of my early 1990's adolescence was different, but the feelings are the same. Babbage’s was still Babbage’s at the time, and home gaming on a console/PC paled in comparison to what the stand-up machines would do, so we congregated at the local video arcade, pumping untold amounts of quarters into Street

Short version: Unions = good. UAW = bad.

A lot of Fieros were fitted with misproportioned Countach bodies as well.

If you’re sort of person who has the tools, facilities and skillset needed to do a complete engine rebuild or swap by yourself, NP. For everyone else, CP for the miles alone. Were it not for said mileage, I’d be on a flight to SF to buy this 1980s gem and drive it back to the Midwest.

Those aren’t bad. Just be sure to get a Lucas home heater as well,so the room-temperature beer is nice and cold.

CP, not because it’s a replica (it isn’t, really), but rather a bad car, wearing a nice car’s suit.

Your fridge is leaking? Must be a British fridge.

You’re correct, aside from the glaring fact that you aren’t. The car that Ford was aping, and indeed Aston as well for this car, is the timeless DB5.

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Time will tell, though I think a lot of the Interceptor’s appeal is down to its aggressive, purposeful looks (which everyone can appreciate), the name, and of course, this:

Yeah, I didn’t mean to include the DB7 coupe in my statement. The DB7 coupe does not look like an DBS replica on wrong-sized chassis; it looks like a 1998 Lincoln MK8 that someone’s glued the front end of that replica on to:

What you said may be true, but the man who build it didn’t measure the wheelbase of the donor chassis before making the body panels, so it looks like this:

COTD right there.

(In Canadian) Sorry.