As-is, bitches!

I guess my point is that “rational supercar” is redundant. They’ve gone straight to beige.

Neat!

To be fair, the proliferation of the supercar makes them seem well, less super. Supercar used to be a term associated with the extreme, the rare, the almost unimaginable. I see different cars with more than 500hp on a daily basis, just driving on my relatively short commute. Hearing “rational supercar” makes me think…

Maybe not and he’s smiling at the sweet smell of bacon.

Ah, yes. The low-hanging fruit. Top of the Jalopnik food pyramid.

Paul Elio is this generation’s less successful Malcolm Bricklin.

It’s mostly just weird, 75hp isn’t enough to toss the car around. (Japan got more power.) The 2nd generation was better but the Prelude really came into its own with the 3rd.

I should add that if you’re not allowing yourself a 5-hour (one way) trip to find a scarcely-seen vehicle, you really don’t want one. The other side of that coin is that I’ve wasted a few trips doing that. Still had fun though.

Where are you? Go buy this one, it’s the nicest one I’ve seen within spitting distance of the rust belt.

Nothing beats L. RON HUBBARD DIANETICS LIVERY.

Every seal on the car suddenly started to remember its age. It more or less spoke to me in a dream, “I belong in a large, private collection.” Which is where it went.

Yeah, it’s two-toned and vibrant. There are at least a dozen shades of red, orange, and maroon in the interior. It wasn’t faded at all, and I had to have it so I could just sit and bask in its warmth.

My actual car is the top photo, Japanese brochure below. It was bonkers, I loved it. (Mine was a 5-speed.)

Oof, man. Never again. I’m slightly embarrassed by the fact that I went [very] out of my way to own a 1979 Honda Prelude with less than 25,000 miles on the clock. I did it pretty much for the crazy orange interior and the bizarre two-piece radio.

Don’t worry, your mom will let you know when she does your wash.

Not saying I’m not jealous, I love the Fiat! Just strange to rag on a Japanese econo-box like you’re a late ‘70s Motor Trend editor hellbent on denouncing everything that lacks Italian handling. It’s a good price on a charming car. They are extremely rare on the East Coast of the US and would easily command similar…

The Witcher 3 came with my video card, I mostly ignored the freebie until boredom forced an install one day.

Is this the sort of thing you have to do to feel good about owning a 128? Seems a dark, scary path.

Salt is the devil himself and gravel is that kid that may or may have not taken your favorite marker in 2nd grade.