‘70 Formula 400, small rear window, no t-tops is the answer.

1. Kill it. Like, finally kill it until it’s gone. We go Coco on this one, and send it to the Land of The Dead, where only memories of the once-great brand will keep it alive. Shutter up shop, fire everyone making the rebadged cars, and everyone will forget that Lancia existed and its 2000's-up era happened. For 10 years…

No offense to Mike, but that’s the Amber Alertiest pic I’ve ever seen on this site.

Please tell me he’s sleeping in it please tell me he’s sleeping in it.

Oh sure, I bet you think all CEOs look alike.

And to think, you could’ve had one of them all along for the cost of a V6 Mustang....

“The truth hurts, doesn’t it, Hapsburg? Oh sure, maybe not as much as landing on a bicycle with the seat missing, but it hurts!”- Lt. Frank Drebin

I know of this great writer named Sean. He writes really informative and interesting articles. He's really broadened my view on all forms of transportation.

Option 3 is to find the Alpha car in the parking lot first thing, and then crash into it, just beat the hell out of it...then the other cars know to respect you.

“The cause of the accident was the fact “the driver accidentally hit the accelerator instead of the brakes when she was attempting to pull out of a parking space at the apartment complex.” “

Neutral: Know anyone that bought Ferrari stock yet?

Ford Probe. Full stop.

I didn’t realize there was a race series just for relatives of Pastor Maldonado. this is awesome!

If I were allowed to be the wildly eccentric billionaire I’m supposed to be, I’d buy it and sell it for $500 to the LeMons team that submitted the best crayon rendering of its racing livery.

If I can’t see her Haynes, I’m not interested.

Son, we live in a world that has video formatting, and that formatting has to be guarded by men with comments. Who's gonna do it? You?