I want to hide in plain sight with a deceptively fast hot rod.

You seem to think that not standing out is a liability. I look at it more like a secret superpower.

It’s a custom rebody for Lotus/Caterham Sevens. Check out the link and you’ll be impressed. I was.

Actually, if you want a rebodied Caterham you could do better:

No consent to search, no ride. Nobody has a right to ride the subway.

The last thing I’d want to be responsible for as a high school teacher would be securing a weapon. And the biggest thing I’d be worrying about would be my fellow pistol-packin’ faculty who feel that’d be no big deal.

Oh she gets it. She just wants to get a free pass for it. So nobody’s giving her one.

For a knockaround city car, this would be perfect. Smooth ride, highway speed and unassuming appearance. Even though this is 30 years old, this little runabout wagon is in fine shape and harder to kill than a cockroach. And it won’t narc you out to your insurance agents like a new Tahoe would.

I remember the Good Old Days, when you were either the customer or the product. When driving was freedom from everybody and everything looking over your shoulder?

I think it depends to some degree on how many of these are sold.

You were so close with the Capri. Though they were sold in America and I’d contend that badging them as Mercurys was close enough.

Let me put it to all you skinflints in simple, hillbilly terms:

My petite ex-wife was like 5 feet tall and 98 pounds soaking wet. I had a ’77 Caprice coupe I bought from her dad with doors that weighed at least as much — or more — than she did.

I wholeheartedly agree. Once nobody could call Deadspin on its hot takes, the site went from taking the offensive to simply being offensive.

^^This is the correct answer.^^

When you see that much surface rust on an E3, there’s at least as much in nooks and crannies that are near impossible to get to, and very expensive to cut out and replace. And you need to cut it all out and replace it all, otherwise it will creep back into all those nooks and crannies once again.

Uhhh ... they just killed two people last night.

Trust me on this: it’s never worth dancing with that snake.

Yeah but ... Trump’s not a politician who stays bought. He’s fucked over everyone who’s ever done business with him. The moment you stop paying him, or disagree with his nefarious plans, he tosses you aside like used Kleenex.

That’s OK. I really don’t want to waste much attention span on either of ’em.