Add Taurus/Windstar and Focus (automatic) to that list.

There’s more to life than quarter-mile times. Either you enjoy the human-machine interface, or you don’t. Lucky for you, autonomous cars are almost here.

Sometimes yes, often no. My 2010 manual Milan(!) has 185,000 on the clock: Original clutch (and trans, and head gasket), runs great. Mostly highway miles, I admit. Available options: floor mats! Stupid car companies.

It was a dark and stormy night. We’d polished off the Jack, so time to leave. Trying to track-down a friends well-used (but still frisky) BMW 1600 with my mom’s brand new SuperBeetle, I made an ill-advised last-minute course adjustment, turning-in well past an apex. Slid sideways on the wet road, until tripped-up by…