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Hahaha! :) I love it when people tear apart not-real items in a not-real universe for being “unrealistic”. So much fun at parties. I love me my Star Wars (since 1977 - represent!), and I love me my Torchinskyism craziness, but it’s a fucking fiction fantasy movie, dude.
^^^ This times a million. If you’re driving 126mph, you (the royal You) better be on a track.
“I think a stripper one with some sort of at least partially-relaxed stability control system could be a surprisingly fun little kook-box...” ...is what I said that night at Bada-Bing when the guys had to talk me out of proposing to Kandi the pole dancer.
Fuck is very reliable.
1982 Toyota Tercel. Like the one I used to have. 2-door, notchback, no A/C, automatic. Made out of pop cans and cardboard, yet totally impervious to teenagers learning to drive, Canadian winters, trips through the Rockies, back alley Rally, dirt roads, mud, and fording flooded streets.
This.
That first one looks like a Volkswagen PT Cruiser.
“Naggy Vaginas” is the name of my next band.
If Philip Glenister could host in character as Gene Hunt, I’d watch the hell out of this TV show that will be different.
Excellent review, Patrick. Thank you for calling us on our supercar bullshit. This sounds like a car I'd really enjoy.
"If you grew up in the 80s having to ride around in these donkey carts, you hated these cars and that was even if you LOVED cars."
You should change the "you" in the above sentence to "I" because you're speaking for yourself.
The guys I knew at the time who LOVED cars, loved cars like this — because aside from the…
So... Chevy is going back to the "don't evolve the look of the car for a decade" thing again? This design is pure boredom and hardly an evolution. I was really hoping for something better (read as: "more exciting") than this. I was looking forward to the 70's Camaro influence that had been rumoured.
*CORRECTIONS:
Flak = will kill you
Flack = will bore you
*Piscopo. Not Piscapo.
"Low mileage" means about as much as "lady driven". Show me the maintenance records. That's what I want to see. Show me that this low-mileage car was taken care of as well as this high-mileage survivor was. A certain relative of mine, a baby boomer, steers away from anything with more than 100,000km on it. "Low…
One time, the one on the right on my '89 Caprice wagon burned out and I hit some ice weasels. True story.
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A bit of a Cold War musical flashback for those who, like me, were teenagers when the last round of this sabre-rattling nonsense was going on.
Can I star this eighty-six times over? Sometimes I feel like some kind of 80's Veteran... "You weren't there! You don't know!"