Congratulations Torch, this is the most beautifully executed pointless article I have ever read on Jalopnik ... perhaps on the entire interwebz! The graphics, the elegant prose, the carefully interwoven thought stream, the concise editing, all lead to a finely honed point of purpose. Whis is ... ?

Or, it’s a Subaru; and it doesn’t notice it’s aging.

2004 New Beetle convertibl, cute ... like Chuckie.

Jysus, here we go again. Just restart the A-10 line, double up with an up-armoured and re-engined OV-10. Why the fuck does our military keep having to reinvent the wheel? Oh wait, Eisenhower told us in his farewell speech, we just didn’t listen.

I had one in Montana, that did winter very well. When my wife first saw it she exclaimed “It’s a Barbie Jeep”!

Pito tubes on the fuselage?

In my long life I have owned many. convertibles (including two open top airplanes), and now living in Kona, Hawaii I can’t imagine owning anything else

Having spent over two months driving in Australia, I have to ask. Why the fuck would you want to deliberately subject yourself to a wrong handed car? It’s demanding enough getting used to looking the right way (literally), roundabouts, and left turns on redlights, without blinding yourself against on coming traffic.

Place: Riverside, CA

Regardless of the pros and cons of the neighborhood and it’s hoodies, if the plane carried a current registry and airworthiness certificate, the persons who disassembled it comitted a federal crime. I’m glad my Whitefish, MT neighbors were more tolerant of the airplane that was frequently parked in my driveway.

The whole song is a shaggy dog tale, BEEP, BEEP, The little Nash Rambler

I drove a rented Fiat 500 on the PNW mainland for two weeks, and hated it. That said, I would like a 500e on Hawaii, where I live, but only if it came as a cabrio, which it doesn’t, so no deals for me.

Wrangler Wheeler

I was in El Lay for that ‘blizzard’, 6 year old heaven.

Well, at least I now know what to buy/drive if ai have to flee the Trumdentenland for the life of an American expat somewhere.

Ay mate, hold my beer, eh?

zi grew up going over the Grapevine in the 40s & 50s, when it was a windy two-lane (hence the name). It was scary, trucks were a LOT more primitive then, and drivers not so vetted and skilled. I never saw an accident happen, bur I couldn’t count the wrecks, burned out hulks, squashed cars and skidmarks leading to…

You are all fools, fools I say. This was no weather station, this was the launch facility for operation ‘Fuhrer Moon’. There, on the dark side of the moon is the secret Nazi base, where the invasion force for the establishment of the fourth reich is forming.

My comment stands. No matter how fast you think you ar, YOUR stuff isn’t worth risking MY life.

Sorry, i don’t think one needs to be polite to some fool blocking the aisle of a BURNING AIRPLANE so they can retrieve their overhead bags.