I don’t know if they’ve changed their recipe or not, but BK onion rings used to give me the most pyrotechnic case of gas. Like, every. damn. time.

Exactly. Along with convertibles from Audi, BMW and Volvo, these are the quintessential female midlife crisis, recently divorced, empty nester, hire a personal trainer and get back out there car.

It was 1986 and I had just said adios to another crappy, rusty old car that I couldn’t keep running. I came to the conclusion that my only recourse was to use credit. I found a nice 1982 Nissan 310, gently used, clean body, only $2495. Alas, I didn’t have that much cash, but I figured no problem as I had a job and a…

“I jus got a shop and owner had this car i made deal with him and purchased it”

Get good snow tires, you'll be fine.

I haven’t checked out this feature in months because I got tired of the silly takes and joke recommendations. I thought with the recent staff changes, maybe it was better. Then I saw the Baja. A Baja. And even worse, it wasn’t accompanied by some sly commentary to indicate it was a joke. In what trailer park is a 16+…

My suggestion to the seller: Pull the ad. Send a pic to Ferrari HQ, offering to crush the car in exchange for $4500. They'll pay, gladly.

Sounds like somebody got tired of this particular corner of the hobby and just wants out. People on the Saab forums smell desperation and won’t offer more than pocket lint for the whole pile (like people in every hobby ever) so he’s casting his net wider. 

Cool story, makes you wonder what other performance cars are out there being babied unwittingly. (Although if it's a 996 that was driven gently, run the other way).

Or as my father would've said, "You wouldn't catch no soul brother goin up in one of them things."

“I’m looking a lot more reasonable now, aren’t I?”

When I was a teen I thought that shifter was the sweetest looking thing ever. But now I just think it looks like getting leverage to finesse it into 1st and 3rd would be tough.

Recently sold on Cars & Bids for $8750.

I’ve had so many cars I can’t remember all their names, and some haven’t inspired me enough to give them names, but some are:

Especially with the mechanic's greasy hand print still on the hood. JFC, even the camera lens was greasy.

His excuse is his other truck rolled into it? But why not fix it? When my weed whacker fell off the garage wall onto my hood, I called my insurance and got it fixed. Until the apocalypse comes and we're all living like Mad Max, cosmetics still count for something.

I never got the hate for these. Along with the Viper, this was the first of the modern era of concept cars made street legal, and from red-headed stepchild Chrysler, no less. The fact this model exists at all is a minor miracle, and even though it’s not for me, I’m glad it does.

No thanks. Had one scoop a wasp out of the air and blast it at my face at 60 mph. Was never a fan after that.

Ram air vents in the footwells, so you can let in a little fresh air without getting wet, turning on the A/C, or getting that whomp-whomp-whomp from cracking open a window. These were common til about 1970, then they vanished.

My grungy roommate George had one of these. My Sentra SE-R was in the shop getting a new transmission under warranty because it kept jumping out of gear. It was scheduled to take a few weeks and being young and dumb, it didn't occur to me to raise hell and insist on a loaner car. George to the rescue! He let me drive…