That's the kind of thinking that makes selling on craigslist horrifying. You want to offer him a quarter of his asking price? Don't waste your breath.
That's the kind of thinking that makes selling on craigslist horrifying. You want to offer him a quarter of his asking price? Don't waste your breath.
Shame Mr. Tucker was shut down before he could produce anything but pre-production models. Stupid big (however many there were in the American auto market back then — I know it was a lot more) shutting down an upstart that actually had good ideas, just 'cause they didn't think of them first.
What makes it worse is that in the last two decades of SAAB's life, they were little more than rebadges. If SAAB had remained independent of GM, would the outcome have been different?
Someone wealthy, please buy this entire collection, building and all, to preserve it exactly as it is.
Actually, I barely slept last night due to a sick kid. I'm most definitely being intentionally insulting with homophobic overtones as a way to blow off steam and avoid doing any actual work this morning.
The flaming queen who directed my rural GA middle school band was named David Davis. Is that you, Mr. Davis?
You're a bit too focused on my one side point about Land Rovers (and RRs), but I'll concede your point.
You load of NP-voting mouth breathers are no better than the image obsessed soccer moms who buy mega-luxo 4x4s with real off road credentials (looking at you, LX570, being a Land Cruiser with a boob job. Hummer H2/3, both of you, too!).
If they'll be using the top-spec N57 diesel, that makes 310hp/460tq, and combine that with AWD and sportier suspension tuning, and the only thing it will lack is a manual, which I'm almost certain they'll withhold.
[slow clap]
Actually, I'm the one who had an accident last year, so I should be turning my license in to her!
I take the wife's driver's license away.
If I believed in a heaven and hell, I'd say there was a special circle of hell for good ol' Blake that involved having his manhood chewed off — slowly — by a patient, dull-toothed hellhound. Constantly. When gone, grows back, chewing re-commences. For as long as the remaining years Mrs. Chen had, provided she was the…
Might be. The swedes have, in later years, gotten good at taming the torque steer out of their FWD turbo'd beasts, so who knows.
You'd have your work cut out finding a longitudinal trans that would mate with that 4.4. Nonetheless, I like the way you think. That's a sharp looking coupe. The factory-chopped 262C just looked a bit awkward. I'd still rock it, though.
Really? I had a '96 example. While it was a great drive, it was a pain in the ass to own. Parts were soul-crushingly expensive and never available used. Replacing the stupid dead smog pump that kept causing the CEL to come on would have broken me if I had lived in an area that did inspections at the time.
I don't see Volvos of this vintage as being especially collectible yet, no matter what the laws of scarcity might say. So, I'm looking at this as a potential driver, not a trailer queen, museum piece, or Barrett-Jackson fodder. The hard part has been done — it wouldn't take much to swap in a T-5, and there's so much…
Fan-fucking-tastic! Provided the swap was done well (and your favorite old grease monkey verifies it), it's ready to rock.
Toyota, hey! You want to sell me a car? And many other's like me? Here's what it's gonna take:
Right-o. The Insight that should have been called the CRX.