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I truly have to wonder if this production increase is because it's truly what people want or if it's actually what Chrysler *needs*.

Here is why I won't say Countach: I just can't love the original LP400 Countach. It's awkward. It looks like the skinny guy who spends all his time in the gym... just to end up being the same skinny guy. The LP400S with the wide wheels, fender flares, ground cladding, and wings is a different story. A story told by a

I'm going to put my vote in for the Polk SurroundBar series. To pick a particular, I'd say the $499 retail SurroundBar 6500... though you can pick them up for less than $399.

I'm going to put my vote in for the Polk SurroundBar series. To pick a particular, I'd say the $499 retail SurroundBa

Cedella Marley published a kids book called "Every Little Thing" that expands on the song lyrics. My kids love both the book and the song.

It's funny how dealer locations end up. On Detroit's east side, the Grosse Pointes straight up won't allow dealerships in the communities, so they're forced into nearby cities. St. Clair Shores has a Mercedes Benz dealer and Eastpointe (the Grossest of the Pointes) has a Porsche(!) dealer.

In other news, Toyota sends C&D to Pixar and demands the recall of all films with "YO" representation on the back of the Pizza Planet truck.

Chevrolet Biscayne

The '68 Cadillac has a 472. 375 HP and a brutal 525 lb ft of torque. The '75 has a 500 cu in mill. It was gutted to comply with emissions and manages *only* 380 lb ft.

Modern tire construction and tread design.

It is impossible to compare figures from the '60s. Everybody was using inaccurate and unreliable gross HP numbers and fudging them besides for various purposes. If not to get around rising insurance rates, to cheat their own corporate HP/weight limits.

Ask any Ferrari owner: It's not a firewall, it's a bulkhead.

This is where Vector went wrong: They labeled the boost control knob "BOOST".

If you can't Dodge it, Ram it.

As a non-Corvette owner, even I know he's got C5, C6, and C7 parts on his *C5 * (not C6).

Watching him in person at a Red Bull Air Race, the first time he inverts it, especially if you're not familiar with what he does, you get a pit in your stomach and think, "Something has gone terribly wrong and I am going to watch a man die in a helicopter today."

This is a typical "hot rod" autocross. Judging by the sticker on the windshield, it's probably at a Goodguy's event.

Aztek also has ass impressions for sitting on the tailgate, plus a pair of upholders.

Both my kids ride in Recaro seats: My little guy in a Recaro convertible and my daughter in a Recaro booster.

Eastpointe (Detroit suburb... the Grossest of the Pointes) recently added this hideous masterpiece to their fleet. Haphazard white accents? Blue lettering that's all muddled against the black base color? Small font script writing? She's a beauty!

Bridge Street in Houghton.