I will trade you the Starlet for my Paseo...and a pack of gum.

When my dad was in highschool, back in the 60's, he was a bass player in a band called "the last remains". The only thing they could afford to get to haul around all of their gear was a hearse...they were goth before goth was cool...well as gothic as The Animals and The Beatles.

I think the steering wheel is the best place for any sort of alcohol measurement system. these 'alcohol odour sensors' could just as easily lock out the car because you are the responsible one driving your drunk ass friends home.

sweet sweet snake-oil...

I drive a 99 Paseo with 94 galloping ponies under the hood. This one night I take a girl out, but she was umm…a secret date since I already had a girlfriend. So I take my secret date to the next town over for dinner and a movie and had a great time stepping out. The first stop light after the theatre I roll up beside…