For $3.5k you would have a hard time finding a decent example of a stock Fiero in the right year with the right gear. Plus, I agree, this thing just has the appearance of being assembled decently by a bright (though probably high) bulb. One inspection/test drive away from a NP.

Those lights and that grille are just too cool. Car might have been a shit pile, but I wanted one. Almost bought a well-used turbo but got talked out of it by the noises the car made on the test drive.

I do not get why people cite brake checking as the bad behavior. Crawling up somebody’s ass is the bad behavior. I don’t hog lanes, so I rarely get tail-gated but if some rage monkey hides his headlights under my rear end, he gets a quick stab. (I know - I’m asking for trouble - eyeroll.) If I want to get around…

I would never walk under a car suspended by a product with “bend” in the name.

I’m not going to research how much this thing weighs, but I bet much of the reason this antique appears to be so light-footed is because it is. Suspension travel + lightness + skinny tires + giant set of balls attached to a good driver = big big fun.

Uh, Kia, no stick no sell. Anyone remember the Subaru SVX? Only Mercedes can sell exclusively slushbox racing sleds without the option to row.

Why is everything on the road so freaking high? I see construction crews with an average height of 5'5" at the local Home Despot lifting drywall or bags of cement or lumber up ... up ... up ... into the back of these things all the time. Pointless! Who the hell is needing to drive across rivers or boulder fields? From…

A stand-out weird, straight-six, rear-drive, stick-equipped Japanese sedan? When it comes to automotive punishment hog-calls, there just isn’t a sweeter tune than that.

In 1989, I bought and daily drove a 1971 BMW 2002 for a few years. It was already considered a “vintage” car even though it was only 18 years old; everyone thought I was nuts. Today, my kids drive my 1994 Accord and nobody blinks an eye.

Even if I wanted to own an extremely expensive and beautiful golf cart, I can’t imagine how awful my life would have to be in order for me to be interested in using autopilot.

Why did they have to ruin the design with the gaudy jet fan wheels? Ugly and too big. Looks like a giant gold-plated chain around a body builder’s neck; not needed.

Right after I get out of my chair and take a bus to Nebraska, I think I will buy a beach resort, slap some flotation tires on this rolling sepia-toned post card of a better time, bolt in some wicker benches and use it to lift fat, rich folk from the B&B over the dune to the water. My yet-to-be-identified investors in…

+1 on the plant detection. -1 on the spelling.

Finding these weird cars is so exciting until ... eeewww automatic.

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