My favorite. The 2000GT is one of my favorite cars, and I was always interested in the short-lived SCCA racing program run by Shelby.

I’ll be honest, Doug, I barely even notice ML’s when they’re directly in front of me in traffic. We’re I to find one in a museum I would assume that someone from the accounting department had won Employee Of The Month and got special parking.

I can’t decide. I mean, an old Preludes not worth nearly that, even modified, but how many of them have been given the old pushmepullyou treatment?

I have two suggestions, both British as it happens.

I didn't think the Panther Kallista/Stutz Bearcat demographic was still a demographic.

I would've been absolutely beside myself with rage. you could see the driver gesticulating at the steward, who just ignored him. Especially with video proof, I'd have given both that idiot and the chief steward a monumental ass chewing. Probably get kicked out of the club, as well.

See, much as I prefer the earlier one I not find the second one all that bad. After GM started loading on the Tupperware it started getting gruesome.

I think the later C3 is also color sensitive. The chrome bumper ones look great painted just about any way, but the later ones sometimes got some very 70’s colors, and white became very popular as well, which made them look fatter and glitzier. They look great in black or darker colors, as well as the pace car and…

Did I just read a Unabomber/Cypress Hill mashup reference? I can't tell if that's cool or hopelessly not so much so.

CP because it's an unfinished, oddball project, and because it seems to be trying to be a couple of different things. Is it a lowered custom minitruck? Is it going to go to the strip? No reason it can't be both but not if you half ass both.

Small town DMV’s are always, but always, a better bet than anything in a bigger town. Hell, I used to take two trains out to the Chicago suburbs then drive an hour just to get tags and my last license just to avoid shit like that.

I’ve since moved, so now I just make the hour drive.

As long as it was in presentable shape I'd totally drive a K car to my next HS reunion. Just to see the looks on people's faces, and because o don't like any of those fuckers and don't care what they think.

Nice-ish price. I don't think it's too far out of line, but I'd definitely try and negotiate the price down a bit. After all it's no Cosworth.

I’ve always thought the 348 and 355 were the 328 and 360’s dowdy sisters - the ones who wear shapeless turtleneck sweaters, chunky glasses, the same haircut they got back in sixth grade, and who think that ordering a Diet Cherry Coke is living.

Someone starts throwing shit at me, and I catch them, I’m using all the force needed to subdue them till the police show. If that means I have to stand on them, then so be it, because I discovered long ago that being polite to people starting shit like this doesn’t make them stop.

The lesson is, don’t be an ass unless…

I always as the same thing-just how often are you doing this? I maybe have to get load of manure or haul significant brush or a new dishwasher two or three times a year. Simply renting a truck usually wrks out to be cheaper than even the maintenance, insurance and tags on a paid-up cheap truck, much less making a…

It likely stems from the huge number of people who bought large trucks so they can “do truck stuff” and seldom do anything of the kind, but continue to use the “truck stuff” reason to justify having a daily driver that’s not good at “car stuff”.

I desperately want one of these now. Just roll down the window, put your elbow out, steer with two fingers on the wheel, and cruise.

If you want to see the difference between a power slide and a proper racing line drift, you need to look up the famous photo of Juan Manuel Fangio drifting his Maserati 250F at Rouen in 1957. That was a proper drift, the car moving through a turn with a dab of opposite lock, throttle balanced to keep the car sliding…

I’m reminded of something I once read that was (I think) written by Jay Leno. He described that getting a sports car with a paddle shift was like making sure your mistress could cook. After all, you ain’t going over there for dinner.