They’re hoping it’ll bring them an Eruption of new business.
A few days after I got my license, I had to drive home at night for the first time. I was driving my mom’s ‘94 Plymouth Grand Voyager (in You Bet Your Ass It Was The 90's Teal, of course). To turn the lights on, you punched a button on the dash. Hi-beams and lo-beams were controlled by the turn signal column, as they…
I’m still surprised there’s not electrification in the current generation.
I’m on that blurry line of millennial/not-millennial. I’m 33, married with two kids. We moved to our second house in a not-quite-but-sorta suburb because it’s close to work and our kids’ school. I drive a ‘13 Ford Fusion because it’s paid off and my wife drives a ‘14 Impreza hatchback. We may move up to some sort of…
Oh come on. It’s not like anything like this has ever ended in tragedy bef...
V12 Jag on a Monday morning? My heart voted NP before my brain even got out of bed.
When my grandmother passed away (mid-2000s), she left behind a ‘95 Cutlass Ciera. My family offered it to me since I was in need of a vehicle, and being fairly broke at the time I took it because hey, free car right?
Sure, it looks nice now, but just wait until those people from the tail end show up and start wrecking things.
*Sees that ‘Fire Extinguisher’ is an option*
Dodge Omni. Omni-present rust. Never-present handling, acceleration, comfort.
Don’t take the long way back from, uh, parking with a certain girl you’re seeing in high school.
If we keep trying I’m sure we’ll unearth a few Diamantes in the rough.
I’m just going to assume the 10 people who’ve voted NP so far are bound and gagged in someone’s basement, and their vote is a desperate attempt to get someone to come and check on them.
I Sierra what you did there.
Unless this comes with about $25k worth of cocaine in the various tray tables and cupholders....NOPE.
Was that *literally* the first thing you thought of?
I fully support sliding doors. As someone who drove a hand-me-down Plymouth Grand Voyager in high school (car motto: “If this car’s a’rockin, it’s probably the suspension rusting out and not anything fun, so go ahead and knock”), their biggest advantage was that, like, 3 of my friends could hop in simultaneously. Only…
I don’t know what’s stranger, the 15-year-old-on-a-bad-acid-trip of a car or the surrealist poem that is the actual CL ad.
(Give a guy a pull outta the grays?)