Assuming you’re being genuine,

Harley Davidson made a crappy, over-priced, cheesy product and then aggressively turned it into a lifestyle brand for baby boomers.

Gee, what could go wrong with that business model?

I don’t know, I saw a BMW with working turn signals the other day.

Mom grew up in Italy and moved to the US with my Dad when he met her in Abruzzi. A young woman in a strange land who didn’t yet know the language. She learned to drive in America, in a 1963 Buick Riviera with the 425. You can’t even imagine the size difference between that car and the Italian cars she rode in when in…

David, you and your friends live on a level of determination against all odds and good measure that you have achieved near enlightenment. Just realize that when this fails your efforts were not in vain, they lead you down a road so few will travel that the wildlife have taken it back. You have become a better man…

each and every one of them is a cry for help.

Kill it with fire, please.

The Mini doesn’t have to win. Just has to wait long enough for the Mustang to be distracted by a crowd.

“Robert E. Lee” came in second.

You would kill A LOT of people.

OUTCOME THREE: Write a letter to a well- semi- sometimes-respected blogger. Outline your concerns. Elicit sympathy. Get him to paint your tragic picture with his word-brush. Let him share it with his focused audience. Step one is complete.

This car is really fucking cool. People forget that Volvo’s greatest wagons had 4 pots with forced induction.