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    Probably an unpopular opinion here, but I have to agree with you. Not all red interiors are PornStar Red. Some are OldLady’sParlor Red, and as bad as they were when brand new, a couple of years of fading from the sun turned them into DeseasedSalmon Pink.

    You’re so right. After I got that ticket, I actually told a friend “that cop could be a great high school principal.”

    I attempted to teach my ex-wife how to drive a manual transmission in our neighborhood. (No that isn’t the reason we’re not married anymore.) She got mad at me for getting frustrated with her, to the point she stopped at the end of our driveway, and said “just go inside and let me do this.” I got out and watched the

    I drive like an idiot.

    Neutral: Will Tesla Be Around In 10 Years?

    On a family vacation in ‘75 when I was a teenager, my folks rented a Simca 1501 in Amsterdam, and we drove it all over Europe for a month. I’ve wanted one ever since.

    Winter in Canada makes you think pond hockey, hot chocolate or maybe... not going outside at all.

    Makes sense. Of course, at 60 I’m in the Buick demographic, so there’s that.

    Similar to Oldsmoblie’s “This is not your father’s Oldsmobile.”

    It’s Monday. Back to work. Do it in tacky, cheap-looking style.

    The Mazda was perhaps better at being a real car...

    How much for the cat?

    The vivid blues, oranges, and lime greens from the late ‘60s and early ‘70s kind of made a comeback on some muscle cars, but for whatever reason, pastels from the ‘50s don’t seem to have enjoyed the same kind of revival. Guess they’re not willing to go quite that old in their target demographics.

    No, it didn’t flop! Now I can’t stop saying “phone pizza...”

    “phone pizza?”

    A trip from Charlotte NC to Fripp Island SC in 1975. When I was a teenager, my buddy Wayne and I drove there in his ‘71 Pinto. (Yeah, a Pinto.)

    “...it will be a massive shit show.” (emphasis mine)

    The M stands for “Mmm... how many more models and trim levels can we make out of the same car?”

    The interior looks like someone hurled in it.

    The flat floor with no console and the bench seat that looks like a futon prolly won’t make it to production. A shame. Those might be my favorite parts.