Dang Kinja...
Dang Kinja...
As usual, we Yanks improved things:
Only one thing beats Turbo upholstery:
Parents drove it up from the Bahamas.
A-hem:
But did your local station play -both- kinds of music?
And the best ones are from the Bahamas.
ND. My Dodge Rampage considered these an easy snack back in the eighties and nostalgia has not improved the Rabbit’s jacket.
Call.
Why start now?
I prefer the tasteful cuffs and silvered buttons of this one:
This:
I had a fairly base-model ‘97 Sunfire assigned to me as a work car. Apart from the built-in rattles it was pretty nice. Handled beautifully.
Here’s a car he ran last year with a black driver:
First time I heard of Demi Lovato was in June 2008. The Wall Street Journal published an article about Disney’s concern with Miley Cyrus appearing in a photo while only covered with a bedsheet. They decided they could make this Lovato girl her replacement, and her Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader mom agreed! I’d say they…
If I were ever silly enough to buy this, I'd want to drive it. So no seatbelts, ND.
Holy crap, look at the interior of that thing!