The party’s over...you can’t go buying a car every two years because your wages are stagnant, your debt is too high and you’re underwater too much on anything else.

This is the best thing I like about my ‘08 Town Car; very little to break and the Panther platform is dead reliable.

Yeah, it’s a bit confusing. Vermont, you know, with all that gridlock killing the cars.

My car is old enough to have 2 kids, a messy divorce, and a questionable Tinder account.

Exactly. As long as it has airbags I consider it new enough. But anything built since like say 2009 to me still feels pretty fresh.

Western states have the oldest vehicles at 12.4 years, while in the Northeast the average age is only 10.9 years. That’s due largely to less stop-and-start traffic that wears on a vehicle.

This one is easy. Cars are lasting longer, and more expensive to buy, so people buy less often. Unless you absolutely have to have the newest safety features, a 10 year old car is going to have the same features as a brand new car.

I haven’t washed any of my cars since 2016, so... No.

If you wanted to be super-pedantic and overly analytical about it (which works GREAT in Germany) then a multi-faceted formula could be created:

I was gonna say Nothrop Grumman have a reputation for serious engineering.

GM really is the worst

To be fair there isn’t a company on earth that CAN promise that not one of its large batch mass produced parts is defective.

“If these air bags are a problem then you need to make GM replace them”

Science. Data. Statistics. GM has evidence, factual proof, their airbags are safe. Why should they be forced to replace them? Because ‘old GM’ is not a reason. Ignition switch failure is not a reason. 

Somehow improved the build quality. Two less doors to fall off. 

Ute is only three letters. Easy to miss.

Uhh.... How is it not called "E-Camino"?!

Intimidation is a rather strong word here.

On a commercial fishing boat we would do 4-5 knots with autopilot on, but no matter what the intermittent alarm was always active with a nastyass buzzer that would sound off every so often and required you to turn it off like a snooze alarm clock.

You’re riding in your fully autonomous Chevroyota-Nissundai. You’re not sleeping. You’re not drunk. You’re not reading a book or looking at your phone. You’re not allowed to do ANY of that stuff by law or you’ll be liable for anything that happens, or at least get a ticket. Because lawyers. You’re just sitting there .…