The 86 has long since been dragged out of the cheap car ditch it was in and thrust into the classic car spotlight.

Literally the first thing I noticed about that 240SX post was the outdated “my old ball and chain wife can’t and won’t drive a manual” trope. Yeesh. Even if that’s a factor in getting a new family car, does it really need to be said?

I’d love to stop the “ugh my WIFE” types of comments altogether. It seems like a major boomer/x-er staple to, for some reason, communicate that you loathe the person that you’ve chosen to spend your life with. I can’t wait to never hear a wife or “my husband is sooo stupid” esque joke ever again.

I’m old enough to have driven one of these new. And don’t have any desire to repeat the experience. Plus, I’ve ditched all my 8 tracks.

The FD RX-7 has a couple oddities. The cigarette lighter is where you’d normally find the ignition, and the fog light button is separate down on the transmission tunnel along with the rear defroster.

Letter: “...Decent shape...”

Texas doesn’t have the guts to secede, everyone knows it. Texan is just easy way of saying big talking coward. And if Texans get pissy, then go ahead and prove me wrong. But they won’t, because they are.

Growing up (in the 90s), my dad had an 3rd gen Trans Am, and a W-body Grand Prix GTP. So he liked cheap and speedy GM products. My mom was saddled with a Taurus Wagon, Windstar, and an Expedition.

Even by the standards of Boston-area car dealerships, this guy is something else. For a while he was blanketing streaming services with some of the most obnoxious, cheaply made ads you can imagine, with a little emoji version of himself running around shrieking “FREE MONEY FREE MONEY FREE MONEY” while knock-off Pats…

You should see what better looking Vanagons go for these days.  That’s practically a steal. And if it’s a Syncro, ooofff they get expensive.

Religion is seriously a poison on humanity.

I’m sure he’s Uncle Dan or something, but my mind went somewhere else.

“...just past exit 69 for Big Beaver Road.”

They will lease a car, throwing thousands of dollars at possession that has a finite duration. At the end of that money, they have no car.

Ok....um, what?

the Jimny LCV only comes in one trim, with one engine, with one color. (Two other colors are available for a little more money.)

This is like people stopping at the top of an escalator while they decide which way to go.

“and it is a mystery to me who, exactly, wants a PHEV Jeep in America.”

I know these things bring a pretty penny in good shape, but this one isn't pretty, and they aren't getting any of my pennies.

No frickin’ way!