My ‘79 Prelude, ‘90 CRX Si, and ‘89 Civic all had seats that screamed “please get off of me.”

Saab really made great seats. I have 99 seats in my 96 and I’m fine for hours on end.

How’d that consultant job go at Saab?

I’d do it if Daniel Ricciardo asked me to.

Were your parents tires?

In this iteration of Spider-Man “with great power comes great responsibility” isn’t from Uncle Ben but Tony’s tramp stamp.

+1 Robert Wagner reference with 5x multiplier for Hart to Hart reference.

Wow, reminds me of watching my Dad’s ‘67 Mustang dragster start up as a kid. My brother and I would stand on the other side of our very large yard holding our ears and I think we’re still partially deaf.

And murder! Don’t forget our murders!

I’m sure there’s someone screaming into their phone or monitor, tears streaming down over a dripping nose, “MY CONTINUATION IS A REAL COBRA!”

As bad as I feel for McLaren, I feel worse for Sauber. I hope the 2018 engine is a radical change from this season’s norm but optimism can’t be at the forefront of Monisha’s mind.

Just the 93/96, which are essentially the same car prior to the V4's introduction.

The white line at the end of the jug handle.

Don’t forget the massively successful Saabs of this era and those that came before the Mini.

You don’t need to be big but you do need to have French-approved headlamps to drive like a champion or else you’ll lose to a Citroën.

Cool bench.

Totally gutted for him.

Add power and lightness. Stefan Bellof’s qualifying drive in a Porsche 956 is thirty seconds faster than this McLaren and the record is over thirty years old.

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I know I’m late in the game, but as a person who’s done exactly the same (well, never to a Toyota truck) many times, this is an excellent write-up on how to enter used-car ownership. (Especially one that’s several decades old.)