My college roommate had one of these 2nd-gens in white. I really wanted to like it, but it was just as reliable as one would expect a mid-90s Mitsubishi to be.
Sure, that’s a practical way to look at it.
He told me he hasn’t taken a dime from his father for quite some time.
*FTFW Houstonites Houstonians
At least now I have an explanation for the worse-than-normal traffic on I-10 E in Houston yesterday.
That exact green 550 was for sale in Bellaire, Texas. Way back, I remember seeing it parked in a McMansion’s driveway everyday on the drive to high school. It hurt me inside when I saw the listing with pictures in the local park, as I was hoping I’d have a few more years to approach and make an offer.…
I see your NFS HP3 and raise you this
The answer is “Brand Goodwill”. Porsche is actually practicing capitalism to the highest degree by ensuring their largest number on the balance sheet, the brand’s intangible value itself, remains untarnished.
Ah crap. Of course I just grandstanded to my friends that I’d rather drive to a wedding in Lawrence, Kansas (from Houston, Texas) instead paying more to fly like everyone else.
Great write up! I remember hauling parts around my father’s salvage yard with one of these in my youth. I never really appreciated them until the recent price hike, but you’re on to something about longing for a beat-up example instead. That shop truck sure didn’t look pretty, but it had one job to do and the little…
That in white was my first car. Lots of trouble with the blower motor, and no a/c in the south was a deal breaker. But otherwise, she was a great drive.
You could say the driver had a classic queso the Mondays
Your wallowy W202 is not meant for drift practice on Mount Bonnell Road.
Still own an ‘01 IS300 with the slush box in that same charcoal color. I found painting the inside of the taillights to match the charcoal paint, instead of silver, helped update the look immensely. I do love the gauge cluster, but at the end of the day, it’s too slow, it’s too loud, and the damping is too soft. I’m…
Because Houston, unfortunately.
Exactly. Had 16 y/o me known my 1989 325xi would be worth anything like close to these prices today, I surely would’ve kept it! (Despite the speed wobble that tried to kill me anytime I went above 80 mph and non-functioning blower motor in Houston heat)