I can’t help but feel like the Beetle has to be hard-sprung and noisy in order to fit what the reviewer thinks exemplifies a Beetle. In today’s day and age, that would be either a sporty car like an FR-S, or an ultra-bare-bones job sort of like an Accent. The Accent route might prove to be in keeping with the history…

That looks pretty perfect. Put some crazy long-tube headers on and make it sound like a Pagani.

Appears to be the same dash as a 1997 Pontiac Sunfire.

(I know it isn’t actually but look at it)

I totally thought they just copied the name, but apparently, yeah. They’re now owned by Magpul Industries. This is some straight-up comic book shit.

I did the same thing in my first boyfriend’s brother’s manual tuner Celica. I was 15, so I didn’t really have an excuse at the time. :(

In the best possible way.

Wow. Raceland clones? How are they?

It’s got a twist-beam rear suspension, so that’s exactly the way it left the factory, just lower. But thanks for trying to put me down :)

May 27th, 2015:

Perfect geometry indeed <3

Realistically, if everything animals do is part of mother nature’s “plan”, human actions fall into that category. In a roundabout way, you just endorsed slavery. You monster.

Italy*

But that’s the thing - regular people drive regularly, not like hypermilers, so this method of measurement is perhaps the most accurate of all. Sure, you can squeeze milage out of anything, but nobody wants to drive like their gas pedal is something to be afraid of.

I thought the last generation Sonata was hideously over-styled, but I’ll be damned, this new version taught me that I actually prefer over-styling to something that looks vaguely like a Subaru. Who knew?

It’s like that on racecars because they don’t have a recessed cowl and therefore this is the most aerodynamic position for the blade.

It looks cheap and bland. Like a bodykit for a Miata designed as an approximation of an amalgamation of 1950s/60s Italian styles.

Why? If they fit the car’s design language, what’s the problem?

That’s the way every single AMG Mercedes looks here in Toronto. They’re all owned by rich young Asian dudes. There’s a coupé in my area that’s matte pink with a huge carbon spoiler on the back. Some fat kid with glasses drives it.

I think it’s cuz it’s got the “douche that couldn’t afford a Bimmer” stigma. I mean, really, who cares.

Something inside me still feels like it would be worth the extra weight to avoid these kinds of initial spankings. But what do I know.