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Mortimer Brewster
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Hitting the cone is still getting by it, unlike the car that even with outside help was stymied by the cone’s existence and gave up completely.

I have “garage cleaning anxiety” that keeps me from an EV.

You put the orangutan in a chauffer’s cap in the driver’s seat and then actually drive the car from inside.

My Dad and I got four people into his 600SL, but thankfully only once.

I’d bet most humans could navigate around a cone, and the article itself says the trips take 80% longer than regular human drivers could. So that’s two “humans are no better” facts that are not so much facts.

Almost nobody is buying Fiestas or Focuses right now anyway. They aren’t really buying very many EcoSports.

I would also be surprised if many Fusion buyers go for an Edge instead since they had already had the option to make that choice and didn’t choose an Edge.

Maybe I’m remembering wrong, and I’m too lazy to look it up, but I seem to remember that the CTS and ATS were a little bigger than their competitive counterparts. Replacing them with two new cars closer in size to the competition may be a course correction.

He will be deceased by the time they get around to it, though. (There are three more presidents between the most-recently named carrier and the current president, though they could double up the Bush one if they wanted).

Owning Jeep in the 1980s was apparently not the boon to the bottom line as it would be today, I guess.

Cost, capacity, and traffic impact are still issues that need to be addressed, though, for any system. $50 million for something with very little capacity and a very small (if any) impact on traffic is a waste of time, money, and effort even if it would be better than some other options.

And I’m the person who actually did screw up the car but got away with it. I was in a wreck in Houston, so the insurance company rented me a car that I picked up back in Amarillo where I lived at the time. At one point during the six weeks or so I had the Pontiac Sunfire, I ran over like a dead deer or something huge

I also had a Trans Am with T-Top that made me wish I had a Trans Am without a T-Top all the time.

If there’s one thing my ten year-old daughter knows, it’s what is and isn’t a Lamborghini. She may not be able to tell any other car apart, but she’d never mistake a Porsche for a Lambo.

And Frank Murphy did it back in 1983.

No. It was the Chevy Impala SS.

This is a car that I would frequently forget still exists. Granted, I’ve been toting around kids for a while now (who’s brilliant idea was it to have so many of them spaced so far apart?), so my interest in a car with vestigial-at-best rear seats was not routinely on my radar, though I’ve never managed to forget the

My last Passat (2012) had the analog clock in the middle of the dash, a digital clock as part of the radio and a digital clock in the instrument cluster. Thankfully, you set them together because it would’ve driven me crazy trying to get them to show the same time otherwise.

At least there are up times now. I only ever went to Midland during the ‘80s when the place was only a few steps from being a ghost town.

My Dad briefly had an ‘88 Calloway Twin Turbo Corvette convertible. There weren’t a lot of days that it wasn’t in the shop, though that might be more Calloway than Chevrolet.