Context, baby, context.

You’d be shocked by the number of morbidly obese people I see with those placards. Pisses me off to no end.

They keep driving like and they will be wheelchair-bound...

A precursor of impending doom perchance?

You choose the “safe” choice, I’ll choose the adventurous choice. And your comparision to a Camry? Seriously? You can stuff a serious RB under the hood of that Volare and have a blast, what are you going to stuff under the hood of a Camry? A ham sandwich?

Sweet justice!

Hell yea!

Nah, looks like Corbin Dallas’s neighborhood.

“Vaguely pizza-like substance”.

Yep... I’ve seen better.

Funny story... way back when (late 7o’s, early ‘80s?) I was setting the timing on one of my junkers and while holding the timing light I noticed that the fan didn’t seem to be moving, so I reached over to find out why... fortunately my fingers healed up well. Learned a bit more about strobes that day...

Around here (n.e. Ohio) they “seem” to be treated equally, altho one’s mileage may vary.

You have no sense of adventure. Besides, I lived through that era, cars weren’t nearly as unreliable as you think they were.

Yes.

Well done!

Don’t have one, sorry.

Nice!

I learned in a ‘74 Pinto and a ‘79 Spirit, FWIW.

Most likely.

I LOL’d. And now I feel dirty :) ...