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My 93-YO dad has this! He bought a 2016 Camry sight-unseen without my knowing, because his 1997 Camry was getting “too expensive to fix.” Translated: He was spending a couple hundred a year to fix little things on the ’97 that had almost 200k miles. He based his decision completely on price and the fact that a Camry

The 104 is where the French team sat while playing the game. They were much too fussy to come in contact with humans. Plus, it made body checking an opponent into the boards so much easier.

Oh wow! We get to experience your excitement in real time! This would be a great project to chronicle on Jalop or on a blog. Hope you keep us updated.

Wow, no kidding. Good eyes. I also never realized that concept came with gullwing doors.

They’re just giving Mattel a quick start on the new Hot Wheels Fatbax model.

Dude, I can still remember the feeling when I first sat in the ’65. Congrats. And just enjoy the crap out of it. I’m probably an older fart than you are, but, damn, I still have to giggle at full throttle. Best of luck.

It will spit in your general direction.

Yes, obsessed is the best word. I saw my first E-Type in a car mag in 1963. I bought my first one in 1970, and still own the third one I bought in the late 80s. All were fixed-head, cuz how they look from the side. Daily drivers, all, so like all British cars, they are temperamental, quirky, frustrating and mostly in

Damn, this grouping pushes two hot buttons for me. I have a weird lust for Pacers (no idea why, but won’t deny it), and I had a ’62 Skylark droptop with a 215 V8 that was an absolute blast to drive. 

The question really should be: Are newer cars making drivers better? No, not a chance in hell. In fact, all the improvements are designed to make them less a driver, and more a participant.

As a native-born half-Flip, I have nothing good to say about the festering line of presidents from Marcos on who pillaged and looted the country. And I will bet this latest psycho thug has probably several warehouses filled with similar exotic vehicles and other expensive goodies.

Driving from Reno down the backbone of the Sierra Nevada range on 395 in a ’65 XKE when I lost the throttle linkage. This was in late Oct. ’71, it was blustery cold, and I was a long way from civilization. After several burns trying to trace the linkage, I found the problem. Because of all the directional changes

As you point out in your narrative, the problem is never the test; it’s always the training ... or, anymore, the lack of training. My long view (driving since I was 13, here and ALOT overseas), is that Americans are no longer taught to drive ... they’re marketed at to speed by the car-makers. There is really no skills-

Cue Captain Renault: “I’m shocked! Shocked to find that gambling is going on in here.” I’m sure the SEC, Wall Street, Silicon Valley ... will look into this immediately. /s

Well, sure. But also, no. The preliminary data for 202o shows this:

I’m struck by how much that looks like a bastard-child offspring of a Volvo 240 wagon.

Cuz, clearly, neither has a clue as to what they are, or are used for. They probably thot it was a nice corner art arrangement.

I had the ’87 Si hatch for a couple decades. It was so fun to drive.  I donated it to a church when I bought my ’08 smart. The Civic was still on the road in 2018. The only issue being the sparkly black paint was much less so. Still makes me smile when I (rarely) see a third generation hatch on the road.

1949 Triumph 2000 roadster. Rumble seat! OK, Dicky seat for those on the other side of the pond. Saw one in the Before Times but the owner, who was selling me a TR-3, refused all my offers to buy both. Never saw another, but the tickle still lives in my brain.

Some (still limited) specs here:
https://www.ultimatecarpage.com/spec/1124/Nissan-Nails-Concept.html