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So you're saying it was ahead of its time?

Actually as I was trying to conjure up a modern Riviera with '65 styling cues, I thought of this same Chevy concept. It's got the right formal stance to the greenhouse, and might be about the right size (though maybe a little small, but that could just be my perception.

Please make it a coupe derivative of the ATS (small-ish/light/sporty), and use the '65 model for inspiration. It wouldn't have to have hideaway headlights, but the front end needs to look as clean as a '65 with the lights out of sight. Making a Regal coupe and calling it a Riviera wouldn't work for me.

If you got out of that with only a knee scrape, that's pretty amazing.

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I guess I'm getting old; this is the first thing I thought of after watching that. "Frankenstein scores!"

So the Proton is made in North Korea?

Personally I'm hoping my 40-something trophy wife really digs this, and then middle manager I can take it off her hands in a few years. Just got to figure out how to get her to buy one as I'd equip it; but knowing her preference for white pearl and tan interiors, and mine for black on black, that may not come to pass.

I guess that's the thing, because all I really did was drive past her and look her way; I didn't linger or circle her car or try to get her attention or anything, and actually didn't look back once I got past her, so I was surprised when I saw her in front me further down the road. I do think in hindsight maybe

Actually I didn't tailgate her; I passed by her on the left, and then she caught back up with me and pulled in front like she was going to pull a swoop and squat. I'll admit to staring at her car, but it was out of respect/admiration; I don't see how that was could have been interpreted as anything negative by

I was driving across town on the Interstate a few years ago, and I came upon what I remember being a late '60s Buick LeSabre 225 in the middle lane of the 3-lane highway. I took a good gander as I drove by in the left lane, making mental notes about the shape it was in and noticing that it appeared to be in good,

I wonder if Applebee's is sponsoring the race coverage?

I had a similar experience when I inherited my grandmother's '67 Dodge Polara. I took the title and paperwork in to get the license sorted out, and the younger girl behind the counter argued with me that I wasn't giving her a "real" title, you know, because it was filled out with a typewriter and printed on some old

I was in line behind a little old lady some years ago who was getting her license renewed, and she failed the eye test while standing less than three feet away from me. She was so bewildered as to what to do next it was really sad, because you could see the realization sinking in that she might not be able to get

Did anyone else also feel the most shocking tidbit here is that the Chrysler 200 is one of the top four best-selling Chrysler group vehicles? I mean, the refresh definitely helped (I actually really like the revised rear end; they catch my eye every time I see one on the road); but I guess I would have assumed the

I stumbled upon this site the other day, which caught my attention because it had some info about destroying an automobile. Plus the title "Vanishing Point" caught my eye as well. They mention adding long grain rice to the radiator, sand in the crankcase, and sugar in the gas (which they then update as more or less

Mid '80s Buick Skyhawks. I had an '84 that I got new when I started college; I used to see one around town every now and then, but I can't remember the last time I've seen one in the wild. I've got an eBay search for "skyhawk", but all it ever turns up are the '70s versions, or the occasional Cessna.

FACT: If you plug this license plate into Carfax, you'll find this is a 1996 Corsica, and the VIN is 1G1LD554XTY244585 (and there are 18 history records...I'm not spending $34.99 to find out more).

It's the "Triceratops" limited-edition. It's often confused with the "Unicorn" version, which was basically the Triceratops with an additional (non-functional) horn added, but those tended to get broken off by Vandals (the upper-case Germanic variety, as opposed to garden-variety vandals). But if it were a

That Chevy was...like a rock.

I think my no-pee driving record was driving from Little Rock, AR to Houston, TX about 10 years ago. Despite stops for gasoline and food the mood never hit me, until I hit Houston's 6-lanes-in-one-direction Interstate traffic. By the time I got to my buddy's house on the south side of town I was about to burst; I