Jason Torchinsky
jasontorch
Senior Editor, Jalopnik • Running: 1973 VW Beetle, 2006 Scion xB, 1990 Nissan Pao, 1991 Yugo GV Plus • Not-so-running: 1973 Reliant Scimitar, 1977 Dodge Tioga RV (also, buy my book!)
5/29/20
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Yes, I’m teasing you a bit, because currently on my back patio sits the Changli. Today is unboxing day. Stay tuned. 

5/27/20
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I really like these first-gen Ford Fiestas, but this is the most obvious example of the park-on-the-shoulder-and-pretend-like-you’re driving-fast sort of photo I’ve ever seen. They couldn’t have at least airbrushed the background and wheels to look a bit blurry? At least TRY to fool me, Ford. 

5/26/20
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In case you’re having trouble getting going again after your long weekend, for inspiration I suggest viewing this image and reflecting on the fact that, in Brazil in 1987, you could buy one of these brand-new from Ford, and then live your life using it. Take a moment and imagine that in some detail. Glorious, isn’t it?

5/22/20
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It’s the end of the week! Let’s wrap it up by looking down at the VW Thing, but not metaphorically, because what kind of monster looks down on a Thing? It’s actually a pretty good bit of packaging--remember that’s a trunk up front, so all that sharp-cornered, corrugated area from the front bumper to the folded roof is

5/21/20
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The set of things Toyota claims “makes the Celica ST go” is pretty fascinating. Let’s list them! Filmmaking, faces between flowers, archery, looking to the left, shooting rifles, riding horses, perhaps singing or gasping, sexily, being part of a pit crew, surfing, smoking with corrective lenses, wearing fire suits,

5/20/20
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I felt this old Renault Alliance brochure was important for you to see because that restaurant there, Casa Gallardo, was the first place I ever encountered a chimichanga. It was like an edible crispy box of meat. Of course, this was a life-changing event. 

5/19/20
8:46 AM
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I always liked how these Simcas look like they’re currently staring at something horrifying they can’t turn away from. It’s soothing.