Well hell, I can’t fit my Ikea Strölbjörnskäägtrügstumörg Ältbörkbörkbörkrüblstäkt nightstand in there! Useless!

I think he’s really referring to the fact that most American sixes, stout though they were, were low-revving luggers. You bought the six for your car to save some money, but you still needed to shift a bigger vehicle, and maybe tow or haul something if you happened to be buying a pickup. They were decidedly low-tech,…

Well, prewar, straight sixes were more common, though big fours were the most popular for “regular” cars. Sixes and eights were for your fancier models, at least until Ford brought out the flathead V-8, which was priced well enough to make it a choice for more people who otherwise would’ve gotten a six.

That said,…

It wasn’t unheard of to hot rod the old GM/GMC straight sixes back in the day - you could get quite a lot of speed equipment for them.

I was at a vintage drag race a month or so ago, and one guy had a fifties Chevrolet pickup running a GM straight six - I think it was the 235. All kinds of work done to it, I’m not…

Yeah, I just got a relatively low mileage car (a ‘14 Miata with less than 7K on it) that’s pristine, and I’ve been dailying it - and I find myself looking for ways to not drive it, because I don’t want to run up the mileage or take it out in the rain (like I did today). I either need to scrape together a few bucks and…

You should really drive them around and get everything up to temp. We usually start our “summer only” car every couple of weeks in the winter, but if the roads are dry we’ll drive it around to get the gearbox and diff up to temp. (We actually use regularly till the first snow). No rust issues.

Now I think of it, the…

I’ve met some of these museum piece guys. They get a lot of their enjoyment from the simple act of owning something that’s in mint-in-the-box shape, and often from showing their prize off to other people. It’s a large scale version of the people who have collections of, say, Star Wars action figures still in the…

This place is near here - I’ve passed it plenty of times. They always seem to be asking on the high side.

I expect this is in reference to the owner’s heritage, but I desperately want this to be about a race of turkey-human hybrids that they believe are lurking among us waiting to take over the world, and they have all the books and literature and a few videotapes to show you.

Pronunciation is regional. I say it “Ren-oh”. My friend Tim says “Shit-box”.

The L here in Chicago can be like this-the doors opening all the time means it's kinda warm sometimes.

I always kind of liked the 287. Probably because of its kit bashed nature-it appeals to the hot rodder in me.

I was honestly shocked to read that this thing first flew in 1976. It looks like something from the immediate postwar era, all bulbous and clunky.

I'm just going to say it, but it's bullshit like this that has caused my interest in F1 to dwindle with each season. At this point it's less like a motorsports series and more like a tabletop RPG with obscure instructions.

I think the Integrale was only available in LHD. I recall that was always a caveat to owning one whenever I read a review of them in the British car magazines back in the day.

I like the Stout one whole hell of a lot (saw one at a show a few years back and it’s amazing in the metal) but the Reventlow is my favorite car bar none.

That's one reason they're so popular as town runabouts-they're stupid easy to park (the two doors at least, the Unlimited looks like you need a couple of Mini Coopers to use as tugs to guide you in). They're really kind of a handy size for traffic.

Correction-it looks rust free. The reflections on the sides look all kinds of wavy, which leads me to believe the car was resprayed without much prep. I wouldn't trust it was solid without a firsthand inspection. I've seen plenty of shiny, five-oh transplanted Granadas that were mostly filler and old street signs.

Last but not least a mobile phone and the number for a towing company/triple-A membership.

Nope. Looks like the builder had an idea, a JC Whitney catalog, and a rent payment that kept them from doing things properly. I mean, rattle canning the chrome? Those wheels? Not even getting the cheapest seat covers at Pep Boys? C’mon.