Even more so: the Suzuki RT-1 Concept, 1987.
Even more so: the Suzuki RT-1 Concept, 1987.
Will never forget seeing this as cover story of CAR magazine in real time. I never really got over it.
Yes! This! I only drove a Grand Marquis once, thank you, mostly straight freeway from LA to Las Vegas, and you had to drive it all the time because it was so dynamic it was constantly trying to go everywhere at once that wasn’t staying in the current freeway lane.
...except when they get to the secondhand market. The daily driver of the lovely family who lived in the apartment above ours was a Century. Dad was definitely not a CEO or Master of the Universe (and when mum and dad went out on the town, mum wore the brightest coloured clothes to contrast with her vivid dyed-red…
How Mazda can afford to make different front fenders and doors on the sedan and hatchback versions of a family car? And why can’t I find comments about this fact anywhere on the internet??
The OCD in me sees LHD cars and a policeman with no helmet badge in the second photo.
Edit: The driver is using the Bridge to Gantry method, which makes the lap about 1.5k shorter
I don’t know what gear the automatic was in, but the revs shot up instantly when it kicked down coming out of a low-speed corner, which made it feel like the gears were widely spaced. Maybe I just wasn’t used to how freely a rotary revs.
Our secretary bought one from new. I once drove it on snow tyres on a dry day on the twisties up to work: the combination of easy revs, sequential turbos, wide ratio kickdown on slow corners and flaky grip was a recipe for potential disaster.
The Naked was cool on many levels and many of its “styling features” had rational roots:
A cheap, powerful fuel can be made from vinegar and soap-flakes, but this information has obviously been suppressed by the same people who brought us Area 51. From Wikipedia:
Not much to look at in pictures but the Cressida, Vista and Mark II all looked great on the road, best of all in the front 3/4 view in the top picture. Even with a straight six, Toyota somehow achieved the cab-forward look that Chrysler was trying for.
Offspring of the Firebird III? (Clay model photo from autosofinterest.com)
Our Norfolk Terrier.
His nickname is Wingle.
Waiting to see the vet with Mercury in the back of our Toyota Noah.
In the 1990s I came close to perfecting running out of petrol: on lonely country roads, on empty motorways at the crack of dawn and, once, in the middle of a downtown intersection. My pièce de résistance was running out while waiting in line at a service station (in Japan). The attendant had to help me push the car up…