Decathlon. Too much jumping/running/throwing, not enough shifting/cornering/accelerating.

I don't know that I would redo the brakes on my only car right before I brought the kids to a soccer game 90 minutes away, but, you're point is well taken. If it's important for one to learn big repairs, maybe invest in a cheap ride as a test-bed.

Anything where you don't know what you're doing. I know that seems silly, and wildly general, but if you can't change your oil without screwing it up, don't do it. I'm fine with oil, tires, spark plugs, wipers, and other basics, but I would never mess with belts, wiring, transmission, etc because I'm clueless on…

Welcome to the world of advertising. We once had a client ask us to make an ad, "less... ethnic...I mean, uh, less urban....I mean, um, well...you know." Yeah, we know. You only think the whites will sell your products and services. Because black guys don't rent hotel rooms, right? Dick.

I just threw up a little.

Mine had about 120K and was showing no signs of getting old. Awesome car. That is until my cousin put it into a guard-rail.

Early 90s two-door Cherokee. Love that car. Miss that car.

Also a nice sleeper truck.

Patch panels, bondo or fiberglass used to repair the frame/body from prior accidents. Always check inner sections of the trunk and quarter panels carefully...seller can be trying to hide something. If they are trying to hide an accident, there may be other issues about which they aren't forthcoming.

I know the question asks, "What Car," but I knew a lot of kids who said, "Cars are too expensive, I'll just get a bike." Two wheels especially bad if you're sixteen.

I'd be interested to see how many calories Nikefuel says you burn running on a treadmill vs what the treadmill tells you.

That 4WD/AWD only helps you go forward, not stop or steer. Too many people who buy SUVs put them into a tree because they think they're invincible in snow.

Promise her an extra quarter carat on her engagement ring in exchange for sole car decision rights for life. Now I just need to move out of stupid New York City so I can actually exercise my purchasing rights....

People who knock you out of the way to snap photos of the "booth professionals." We're there to see the cars, folks; if you want to see hot women there are plenty of strip clubs near the Javits Center.