Okay, let’s play this one out.

Dramatically more so than the downright pedestrian Saab 9-5...

67 hp + 320 lbs = ridiculously fun!

Thank you, thank you. *takes a bow*

I stand corrected. Maintenance history is suspect then.

Here’s a couple of thoughts. Previous to the Harley I test rode, I’d ridden a ZRX 1100, a ZRX 1200R, a Versys, a DR 350 S, a KLR 250, an Intruder 800, a BMW K100, a VMAX 1700, and a couple of others.

In other words...

I hate to say this, but it’s beginning to look like Boeing is following Ferrari’s business model.

Yeah, the Big Wheel was a bit more ubiquitous. Kinda the Mazda Miata of kids’ 3-wheelers.

News headline from 2050:

Porsche seemed unbothered.

“I’m an alien!”

Best answer, right here. COTD nomination for you, good sir!

This one. No gas required. No insurance required. No real maintenance required (except sticker replacement...maybe). I’m sure a vast many of us have great memories of our time in the seat on one of these. You can even get them in adult sizes!

Hmmm...sleeper Duramax swap?

Fair enough. It really was a silly oversight. By that time, I’d been working on vehicles for the better part of 10 years. The problem I was having was a distinct lack of time to get the oil change done.

Some say...he swallowed the souls of the executives that allowed the Bangle bustle to be marketed simply by dialing them up, and breathing into the phone when they answered. Others say, it was simply his menacing visor stare that made a demon-possessed 1958 Plymouth Fury drive itself into a car crusher.

How to have a shitload of fun and be extremely terrified at the same time! (Yep, I’m jealous).

In 2002, I did the unthinkable: I grenaded the 22RE under the hood of a 4x4 1994 Toyota Pickup.

The FV2 looks like a lot of fun. Get in, lie back, and zip through traffic!