The E36's day in the sun was when they were new. They were considered a pretty massive leap forward when they came out, and were one of the cars that really set the tone for the difference between ‘80s cars, born from the late-’70s zeitgeist of scarcity and economic insecurity, and ‘90s cars, which were developed…

I’d agree that cats are AWD, but one of those AWD setups with a pronounced rearward bias. Cats get crazy oversteer on tile floors, man.

I’d be more likely to accept a Chevette from a stranger than a beej.

A funnel. My car sucks down a quart of Eneos every 1,200 miles or so.

About 20 years ago, I was riding up to Denton with a friend, just driving up I-35 in his little Escort, minding our own business. It was late afternoon on a weekday, and traffic was dense, but not stop-and-go rush-hour bad. There was a guy behind us in a Nissan Z32, if I recall correctly, and he had rather…

Well, first off, I find it side-splittingly hilarious that someone from, not just an Italian manufacturer, but fuckin’ Maserati, is throwing shade at any other company for build quality.

Maybe I’m a spoilsport, but all I can think when I look at that is “So, about 13,000 more things to cut my hands on while I work on an engine.”

I tend to use the abbreviation FPG for “flappy paddle gearbox,” because not all of them are dual-clutch and I refuse to use the manufacturers’ unique branding names for the things on general principle.

Oh man. Christmas break, 2004. It was between semesters and I had weeks of free time, and since I lived alone, a place to myself. I also had just gotten my hands on GTA San Andreas. I played for hours. My sleeping and eating patterns lost any semblance of normalcy. It was bad.

I thought this was gonna be like one of those “What’s Your Porn Name?” things. Like, your drift team name is the name of the first street you ever got a ticket on, and the last part of a car you busted a knuckle on.

I want it. I want to swap a Vortec 8.1L/TH400 in it and leave it looking just like that.

I was in high school from 1990-1994, and there just weren’t that many car people. At least, not in the way we think of now. Most of us drove clunkers from the ‘70s-’80s.

Congratulations! I look forward to reading more about it and what you do with it.

Looks better than I expected.

I wonder if it might be even worse to swap in the 3-liter V8 and transaxle from a Ferrari 308. In a Fiero-based Countach kit.

Every now and then, sure. I don’t regularly pepper my speech with Internet lingo, but sometimes it slips through. That, and I just think “totes fugs” sounds pretty amusing.

No, but the current WRX is one of the cars I like.

Yeah, but you only need huge brakes if you’re hauling around a lot of weight.

Typical Leo. They never shut up once they have some poor sap’s attention.

I know exactly how I feel about it: I can’t stand it.