Yugo convertible, hands-down

This dyno measures emotion.

You guys should have a blast getting deep into this one. There’s bound to be loads of these out there. 

That Oasis, Lenny Kravitz, or Mariah Carey are being considered before Devo, B-52s, INXS, Eno, Billy Idol, Iron Maiden, King Crimson, The fucking MC5, Iggy Pop, Slade, Soundgarden, Thin Lizzy, or any of the 100+ more deserving bands that haven’t been inducted should be a clear indication of exactly how hidebound and…

There literally is no floor for Republicans. This is all they think politics is now. And maybe it is, but only because they deliberately destroyed as much of the actual governmental stuff as they possibly could over the past four decades.

Definitely Harry Metcalfe’s beautiful Jaguar XJC V12 with 5-speed manual conversion. If the mechanics were reliable, it would be simply the perfect daily driver car.

My work is doing the hybrid thing 3 days in office, 2 at home, which already sucks, but they also insist on a minimum of 3 days in the office, which means that when there’s holidays or other reasons why an office day won’t happen, the days get moved around. The inconsistency of all this is so draining and makes it…

That’s a terrible justification for return to office. 

Citroën SM. Might as well drive something interesting.

Ugh. Picking a car from the Malaise Era is like choosing to die from syphilis or dysentery. That said I’d go with my first car, a ‘75 Monte Carlo that Mom got new and was driven by my brother and sister before I got it as a rusty, two-toned (Dad was a rattle can Picasso) rotted quarter panel beast. But I still loved…

4 inches (or less) created the demand for the taller hoods in the first place.

It’s about how wide the rear fenders on the Testarossa were in comparison to the cabin. I order to see anything , they’d have to jut out some ungodly distance. By mounting it higher they are getting the view from a much narrower slice of the car.

Asymmetric mirrors on the W124, for what were likely immensely logical reasons, but something that never caught on.

The Isdera Commendatore 112i’s top mirror, complete with wee little sunroof to look at it through is very weird.

These stupid things fitted to pavement-princess trucks owned by little big boys with nothing to tow. But bigger is always better, right?

Also reminding us that most ‘wing mirrors’ are door mirrors. Being mounted on the wings, or ‘fenders’ if you’re a colonial, isn’t as fashionable as it once was.

Despite their function, I always found high-mounted mirrors weird.

Low hanging fruit:

On the other hand, It is quite bean like. And those tend to make me shoot fire from my rump...

Dodge Dart Swinger.. ah you know what neverminded im not going there.