Nice Price.
Nice Price.
Imola Red flags.
When did this become a policy?
Oh, and if you, the reader, are thinking Jalopnik is about to become a little bit less left-leaning in her absence, I promise you, it’s going to get much worse. Not because Erin was a voice of restraint, but because she’d want it that way.
JJ Abrams doesn’t know how big space is, like, at all.
This one destroys FIVE PLANETS at once instead of just one.
I never thought you could get that much water in the bed.
Parallel parking at home and at work would mean that an EV or Plug-in Hybrid are almost certainly excluded. (I’m picturing someone living in the NYC area... does anyone know of charging infrastructure where you parallel park at home and at work??) You could survive with a Tesla and their superchargers, but it’s more…
Dumb price but ND for a different reason. Years ago, I lived next door to an elderly woman that had one of these to drive VERY occasionally in the winter. Otherwise, it was kept spotless under cover in her garage. Under 25k miles and immaculate. Well maintained by her mechanic grandson. I always told her I would buy…
Tuesday is Soylent Green Day!
I was going to say exactly this. Tuesday’s are the most Meh of all days. Wednesday’s signal the apex of the week, and it has a cool, vaguely suggestive, nick-name in ‘hump days’. Tuesday? Nothing. Tuesday is as bland as a beige Camry, and as tasteless as cardboard. It means nothing. It feels like nothing. Represents…
I always thought they looked great, and I heard they drove great too.
I love Meh Car Mondays on Wednesdays, that most Meh of days.
London City bus? No thanks. I’m holding out for a Van Hool T925 double-decker, known by the kids as the MEGABUS. Something that could run comfortably at highway speeds.
Late 90's Lexus GS300.
e46 330i
There is one potential reason to own a Mangusta, that Roto-Top roof. iirc, it is the only convertible targa to exist
Well here we have a conundrum.
For $10,500? A Cavalier? I don’t care it it’s a convertible. Hell, I wouldn’t care if it also included a modest vacation package to the glorious sunkist beaches of Puerto Rico valued at $5,500, while Vanna White herself flips the final letters as I solve “My wife is leaving me because I bought a Cavalier for $10,500.”
Hate to tell you, but George Bush I pretty much sucked too.