At the time, its minimalist look was a stunning breath of fresh air, much like the original Ford Taurus.

A pristine example, minus the nosebleed (and unknown) mileage, might be worth $6K. Not this one.

The exposed fasters on the flares give a little Mad Max vibe, but there’s no follow-through on the rest of the car. This is one case where a matte finish would feel appropriate. Overall though, still pointless by almost any measure. ND.

As wagons go, it’s kinda fugly. The beltline is too high and it feels like the front wheel arches are too far forward. Still, I wouldn’t kick it out of the driveway. NP.

This is why you don’t choose the tumble dry option.

The S looks very much of the time when it was designed, but that said, it’s still a handsome beast. The rest of the Tesla lineup looks the S was given various Silly Putty treatments, none of them successful. Redesign them all.

If you read the Bayless tweet to the end, it comes off as more of a rumination than an opinion. He was trying to acknowledge the elephants that would be in the room as the NFL made the only decision it could. It was an inartful tweet, doomed to get the blowback it did. But in the big scheme of things, this is…

Wait, that’s the new upholstery? I sure don’t want to see the old. All the biscuit-colored areas look like they’ve been sprinkled with coal dust.

The whole point of one of these is personal expression. I don't want someone else's fever dream from half a century ago. ND. 

The outside is writing checks the insides can’t cash. ND.

Maintenance notwithstanding, after three owners, the likelihood that at least one of them thrashed it is pretty high. And probably the really expensive maintenance is just around the corner.

I don’t know the science of parking lot design, but I’m sure there is one, and somehow I can tell when it’s done poorly. People will do what they do, but there have to be ways to gently encourage a rational flow of vehicles and people that reduces conflicts. In certain indefinable ways, particular lots just send my…

There’s a not-zero chance that some ridiculous number of miles later, you could end up feeling very smug about this purchase. But chance is the operative word here. You’d be laying down a very big bet. ND.

He was actually our only dog ever. We’ve had many cats.

We also had a Jack-Cheese, with a dollop of Fox Terrier. A friend owned boy and girl Jacks and a girl Fox-Chihuahua mix. When she bred the Jacks, the boy had an especially good day that also involved the girl mutt. The result: One purebred Jack and five Jack-Cheeses, born on the same day. Elvis was a good boy.

January 1987. I’m working as a reporter in Hudson County, NJ. The day begins under the threat of a big storm, but I cover a city council meeting as planned. The snow waits until after the morning rush, then comes in hard and fast. People panic and clog the roads before salting and plowing can make a dent.

ND for constantly having to explain that no, it’s not a Quattro.

I know you were, but then I got to thinking...it’s just absurd enough to actually happen.

I never thought about that, but it’s the logical outcome of stand-your-ground laws. There will be such a case, if there hasn’t been already.

My first car was an ’86 Chevette, white with the red interior like this one, and I think sticker price was somewhere close to this. Yes, I bought one new. It was, as my brother’s friend said, the Bic shaver of cars. Nearly 10% of voters here apparently have no idea how bad these were.