Well, when I was 12 years old my dad had a Ford Sierra. It was obviously manual. My dad sat with me and taught me in a lot whose streets were asphalted but no houses had been built at the time. One session learning, a few more of practice.

An attempted coup d’etat. The normal ending of a populist regime. Sad.

Shane, we are waiting...

Well, drove to my fiance’s city 600 km away with an expired licence. I was stopped twice (for fuck sake, I was never stopped before in my life, ok, since that not-so-lawful U-turn when I was 20, but I disgress) and had the cops show some mercy. I was driving my dad’s car, and would have to wake him up at midnight, had…

So much nope crammed together in an obese piece of automotive disgrace. ND.

Fuck no. Now, going to read the article. Had to vote first, on principle alone.

Lawyer here. This is the correct take.

Cool, yes, because of rarity and the exhuberance. But the correct take is that they were consistently smoked by cars half their displacement. I mean, it’s ok for a cheap entry, but hardly something to be proud technically.

Every cool dad has a douchebag son. It is written.

For those guys who can’t decide if they need an SUV or a truck. Compromised aesthetics included.

Procol Harum could have recorded an album collecting all the weird early songs that didn’t make it to the other albums. And could have named the album "Zodiac. Twelve vestiges of the future". (Vestiges of the future, with copyright from Luis Alberto Spinetta, see: Los libros de la buena memoria).

The first Citroen DS 23 that I ever saw, parked on the main square of Recanati, Italy, the day I graduated from my language course.

Note to self: never make a stupid bet with some people.

Yes.

Do you want our guy divorced?

Excelent choice! Enjoy your van, your kid will love it!

Fuck this shit and anyone who drives one. ND.

Window glasses are not included?

An IKEA special?

More like religious nutjob, according to the handle. So yeah, fond on sexual assault most likely. Or condoning agression to any minority.