Having to hold still for a while wasn’t a problem for Fernando.
I’ll admit it, I cried when my dad sold his red Saab. I loved riding in that thing. It was the car that brought me home from the hospital and the one that took him to and from work each day.
Reading through this I kept thinking, you know what, this is a decent looking and well-built project, and while it’s not worth $17,000 to me I could see how someone might...
That quote above came after qualifying. He posted...no, see it for yourself: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1988_Monaco_Grand_Prix#Qualifying_2
The hula girl and gnome are subtle commentary on the concept Microbus vs the possible production Microbus.
Oblig:
Problem solved.
“minimal structural rust”
It works much better with the hard top:
Why is that so sexy? I don’t understand these odd urges I’m getting.
That’s pure Gilles Villeneuve.
That wheel lock up just transpires Dijon 1979:
What do you know?!? Ricky Bobby was actually telling the truth!
As narrated by...
Private Griff, stop making up mythical animals....!
Looks more like a Puma to me.
“The truth hurts, doesn’t it, Hapsburg? Oh sure, maybe not as much as landing on a bicycle with the seat missing, but it hurts!”- Lt. Frank Drebin
The Datsun 240z will always have my heart. Just look at those lines. Since I started noticing cars around eleven this has been the automotive love of my life.
My favorite car is my father’s A110. I wouldn’t take ANY A110... Just the one I grew up with and no other. The only car i’d sacrifice almost anything for.
Even though its rubbish, and I know its rubbish because I’ve driven one, I still can’t help liking it.