AND rear drum brakes!
AND rear drum brakes!
I hate to bring this up, but...the Toyota Corolla?
The Ram 2500. A body-on-frame pickup that comes with a single cab, manual transmission, and a straight-six diesel instead of your hybrid-electric witchcraft.
We get great weed down in Texas without the drive.
Introducing the VW Ghost, the car that looks like a ghost because it's got a giant sheet over it!
1st: VW's official teaser ad for the New Phaeton. A bit too easily misinterpreted, perhaps, but enticing nonetheless.
Neutral- If VW wants the Phaeton to sell they need to aim for the K900 and Equus. There is a growing market for "affordable" high-end luxury. Keep the car in the 60-65k range and now instead of a Korean luxury car with no pedigree (that is not necessarily a bad thing) folks can get a "bargain" A8
Portlandia meets Jeep Styling
Here is your Jeep renegade non-trailhawk competitor, right here. Sorry Jeep, but this thing is going to kill you in the sales department. Its not a better choice, but it is a Honda, and that means something to more uninformed consumers that does your much more excellent little jeep.
Everyone's going after the same look nowadays, huh?
It's either a cover for the tow hook or a cover for the OEM flesh light.
Yeah, keep telling yourself that, pinko. I'll stay here in THE REAL AMERICA, enjoying my freedoms
I'm driving the Polestar V60 at the Top Gear test track in May!
I'm sure it is heavily influenced by the fact that I grew up on the border. Despite the fact that I'm very much a gringo (white boy), my guilty automotive pleasure is LOW RIDERS.
Mine is big, old, American yank tanks like the '65 Sedan Deville.
and
My childhood is reason enough, if prompted to ask for a reason as to "Why"?
I'm 60 years old and, don't laugh, I love Go-Karts. While I'd probably go nuts over hi-powered shifter karts I don't have the garage space of money for one. Come summer I can rarely come across a chintzy lawn-mower engine go-kart track without doing some laps. It instantly takes me back to my childhood and to the days…
I have no idea why I like it. It's big, excessive, a gas guzzler, an American stereotype, opposite of everything I'd ever drive (Similar to the big red Suburban).
...if your restaurant served mullets.