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Growing up in the ‘70s, there was a young guy at the end of our block that had a red Gremlin X. I always kind of liked the Gremlin because I was young and the little gremlin on the badge was sooo cool (still is), but this red Gremlin X was so loud that you could hear it driving past from inside the house. One winter

I can smell it with my eyes: the vape smell hasn’t totally masked the cigarette smell.

You know how some families are “Ford families” or “Chevy families”? Yeah...we were an “AMC family” (and my brother played the cello). The Ramblers (including a Marlin) were before my time, I had to live through the Matador/Concord era.

Sad to see you go, but happy you get to move forward on your own terms

Disagree. Two adults, one child with mountain bikes on the roof heading up Monarch Pass in Colorado, we couldn’t get above third gear and had to keep it floored until we reached a passing lane...so a Winnebago could pass US going uphill.  Never again.

Any regrets about trading the GTI for the Alltrack? I keep bumping up against limits in my GTI. I live in Colorado where often a two hour drive ends in 10 miles of dirt. Or summer hail becomes an icy slick around a shady corner.  I love my car but for most trips outside of local I find myself looking at other options.

A friend loaned my his 986 so I could take my daughter out in something special for her 16th birthday.  And for weeks later, all I could think about was that car.  Wasn’t particularly fast, which I’m ok with.  But it was beautiful and fun and cornered like my GTI could only dream.  If our family didn’t already have 4

My old Miele road bike was the only bike I’ve ever been on that had both sloppy, slow steering but was twitchy at the same time.  It was the anti-holy grail.

I’ve been riding and racing bikes since the ‘70's, and up until about 8 years ago every single one was a frankenbike like yours.  Then I bought a new bike, and holy crap!  EVERYTHING works...without even having to dick with it!  So out with the old and no longer a retrogrouch.

I never noticed this until someone on this site pointed it out, and now it bugs the shit out of me.  So thanks.

He needs to get the poster on his wall from when he was 12.  Countach or Esprit.

The ONLY proper response to someone reclining in front of you is to blast the AC at the top of their head.  

That would only happen if all the good colors were Taycan

And why do shoes still have laces?!

My dad’s mechanical skills got me into bicycle racing.  Mom would say “go help your dad”, dad would say “help or stay out of the way”, I would choose the latter and go for a bike ride.

My old pickup had a battery that would die if it got below freezing, so I always parked on a hill.  The one time that didn’t work was when it got down to like -10 and I couldn’t get the truck to roll fast enough.

I love the styling!

I heard a “friend of a friend” sort of story about a guy who welded his spare tire well into an auxiliary gas tank. Evidently he loved to drive, hated to get gas and figured out a way to drive half the country on one tank.

There is no cooler way to carry your skis

Excellent article. My first car was a ‘73 Type 3 fastback, and I knew about plenty of idiosyncrasies (oil bath air filter, fuel injection, spare tire-powered wiper fluid...) but this is the first time I’ve ever heard of the ECU.  I remember my car went through voltage regulators like most people go through Q-Tips.  I