You would have loved the CanAm’s of the early ‘70's then...

“Every time I’ve wrestled with the thick, heavy, flaccid snake, I’ve wondered this.”

That smell wasn’t wood and leather...

Love the side rails...

Not even with your money...

My favourite bumper sticker. “I AM OLD, but your music still sucks...”

Would rather spend about $21,600 USD on this: http://www.autotrader.ca/a/Pontiac/G8/NORTH+YORK/Ontario/19_10370855_/?showcpo=ShowCPO&orup=14_15_14

Wow, that Roomba wannabe sits high enough off the floor that it must suck up the kids toys.

Those shirts are made of an extraterrestrial material that displaces dirt. They can cover themselves in grease and within three minutes the shirt is snow white (and pressed). True story!

I’m in a similar situation to you. Looking for a little road riding, some minor gravel when the road ends and some rail trails, etc... Pretty tame, but too much for a pure road bike. After some research, I’m about to buy the Specialized Diverge DSW. Quality Aluminum frameset with Carbon fork, room to stick slightly…

She’s so fat when she left the house she was wearing high heels and when she came home they were flipflops...

Hah! - HOW FAT IS SHE?!?!? Theres a set-up that couldn’t be passed up.

1) Finish fixing the Alero. Sell it an make some money. Send it to a good home. Make some teeny-bopper happy with their first vehicle.

My neighbour had (has) a GT but it hasn’t been driven in forever. Always thought it was a good looking little machine, and the “no ding” poly panels appealed to me as well. In this case though? CP. Someone on the site once said (several thousand times) - never take on someone’s project.

Would it be too much to ask for a few more photos of this exquisite beauty? No, not you Alanis, the car.... Well okay, both if you insist... :)

My daughter and I were there in 2014. She had been in France 3 previous times and told me that this was her last time in Paris as she didn’t like the attitude she constantly received from the locals. As for the rest of the country - it was perfect. We had a wonderful time.

Nup. Velveeta. Or as Star Trek’s Chekhov used to say: “Well Wheata Captain!”

Gooder, Goodest...

I read somewhere recently that as technologies improve through time, and as old eyes are replaced with young eyes, science demands that archaeological finds be re-inspected /revisited every 50 years or so. Recently some university looked at Tutankhamen’s personal effects and one student realized that the burial knife…

just park it in the back of the garage under a dull, brown canvas tarp and don’t say anything. You will be okay.