Ok. Read me back the part where I said no one can have it.

We have scrap yards for a reason.

From the seller’s persepctive, yes the mods would be free. That’s probably the thinking most sellers use to justify their asking price.

Locally I can find three options, without looking too hard, from 01, 05 and 06, coupe convertible and ACR, all comparably priced to this but each one all original and great condition.

While hate is a pretty strong word, I don’t particularly care for Lexus/Toyota. They’re just a manufacturer that exists as far as I’ve always been concerned. But damn if I don’t badly want a convertible LC500. I’m genuinely on the fence over selling my current car, one that is absolutely perfect for me now and that I…

It’s cute that you’d think I’d edit my post because some internet rando doesn’t like it.

There was a photo associated with the article but the link didn’t pick it up. Definitely a silver XK-E and honestly, it looks pretty nice. Too bad the car can’t choose its owner.

His picture screams Corvette but another article mentions it was a convertible Jaguar XK-E.

It’s not really a family member. There’s always some random niece’s boyfriend showing up with a ratshit PT Cruiser or busted Altima.

I’m very supportive of all kinds of agricultural technologies and advancements that improve farm efficiencies and help reduce hunger but this lab grown Frankenmeat is something I’m not ready to embrace.

First gear:

As a kid in the 70's it was the 1970 Superbird. The aerodynamic nose cone was airplane stuff, the wing was so big it looked like a kid my age at the time designed it and it had a Roadrunner cartoon on it. Nothing was cooler. 

Mad Max’s Pursuit Special, last of the V8 Interceptors.

The forum stories I uncovered claimed it might have been a George Barris custom gifted to Shelby, so that’s probably how the story got purple-monkey-dishwashered into what we have here.

There’s some discussion on a couple forums about the car from an auction last year. George Barris comes up but there too, no one can authenticate the story.

Asphalt defender. That’s a new one. 

I agree and exactly what I own now.

So it’s just a salad with some oversized, uncrisp croutons.

“...a $500 “general admission” ticket, featured no views of the track itself; instead, you’d hang out with a bunch of other F1 fans in a convention center and watch the race on TV.”

All meth, no brains