I agree that many older folks in the US are driving Buick Camry’s these days (white or champagne). They also build a supremely high quality product, on average. But then, they are like the Honda motorcycles of the auto industry: they do everything well, but nothing great. And mediocrity can be had anywhere.

He doesn’t work alone, does he??

That driver was hauling gl*ass. Looked like he was going considerably faster than the rest of the traffic. Always beware of the white Buick Camry...OP alert!

It never ceases to amaze me that people think because they can, they should. I ‘ve been building cars for quite a few years, and a few have been more than I need to handle, even if I could. With age come temperance, or some such reality. Man’s got to know his limitations.

Well this makes sense. Along with the humanity heading toward “neutrality”, there might as well be no identity with auto manufacturers either. Why not a junked-up Maserati with Mopar parts on it.

Hybrids...meh. Not even a little interesting.

I say that every time I see a model that is “Limited”...in production, thank God.

Scratch Cleveland in general, for that matter. Go to Nashville instead; much more realism to be found there.

Oy...the day is starting off tough Justin! In those times, I go back to bed and try getting up from the other side-

I’m not a pilot, but I play one on TV. Unless I’m landing on tarmac, I don’t think my landing gear would be down, only to be swallowed up by the sand and make my aircraft go Titanic. I could be wrong.

Hold on, let’s throw some more subsidy money at Faraday...or China, whoever needs it.

Some interesting Janis Joplin & Jimi Hendrix memorabilia, but it’s like a giant merchandising swap meet for posers. Maybe I’m jaded because I play guitar, but it just wasn’t my thing. The Trabant was cool, because it didn’t belong.

Although I agree with your comment, in the long of it all, one day the world will awaken to an autonomous fleet of vehicles whose “particulars” no longer matter - because they’ll be on the inside, so to speak. Cars like Telsa will appear as milk: nothing special, it’s just milk.

I think the most remote Trabant is hanging from the ceiling of the Rock and Roll Hall of Shame in Cleveland, Ohio.

I like this direction. A straight six with todays tech and metal compostions could be a helluva combination.

He left the bike...because it’s stolen? Douchers ruin it for the rest of us.

The guy didn’t seem like he was all there. That said, sometimes when you’re the only one doing something, that something might be the wrong thing to do.

I wish I could “down” star you. It’s adorable that you tried.

At a glance, this should be obvious.

V8, 6 speed, 4.10 out the back outta do it.