The Turbo Buicks are indeed having a moment as ‘80's kids like me start to go after the cars that were on the posters we hung up on our bedroom walls. I got my ass handed to me in my 5.0 by one of these when they were new and I’ve been a fan ever since. I picked up a 22k mile ‘87 GN back in March and paid quite a bit…

I’ve represented some clients who were cornholed by their HOA’s and my experience there has led me to vow to never purchase a property with an HOA in charge. The theory is wonderful but the practice is one “condo commando” away from being a complete nightmare.

Way overpriced. There is a serious GenX nostalgia hit here but this is more of a crack pipe than a glorious sensemilla bong hit. For that kind of green I’m looking for Saleens and other special stuff and not a blah color LX with rough looking paint. Before the Coronapocalypse this might have brought mid-to-high teens…

You can indeed tune most of the smog fix behavior out and rip out the DPF and a bunch of the emissions garbage but the Trans Control Unit is the toughest nut to crack. There was a guy who was flashing TCU’s back to the pre-fix programming but he seems to have vanished. I just gave up as I tried a tune and it became…

Right on. That was just my hot take on some bad tourist German so I appreciate you giving me the gut Scheiße.

Vorsprung durch crackenpipen. A “fixed” 3.0 TDI is just a big old grenade waiting to shred expensive parts as the permanently jammed open EGR flap sends tons of soot through the entire system of coolers and cleaners until they crap out in an impressively expense and complex manner. The super aggressive regen cycle…

I voted CP simply because this one has the dreaded “fix” that takes a truly wonderful SUV and turns it into deep fried dog shit. I had a 2013 CD that I loved until I was dumb enough to trust Porsche and took it in for the emissions fix. It flat out ruined the car with miserable shifting patterns that nearly got me…

Those are nice blue CA plates but they aren’t the originals. “1JJN” would have been issued around 1984 or so. 1970 plates would have started with a number and then ended with an “A” or a “B” with no number in front of the letter. My Bug has 1975ish CA plates that are 180 MBK.

I thought that was called the Booting Starfish.

I’m pretty stoked to see someone other than me and Bear Grylls using the word “slippy” as I have had heated arguments over that moist descriptor that resulted in sweaty brows and bourbon soaked livers. Not much of a fan of the newer UberBeetles as they make it too hard to back into someone’s front yard at speed but…

As a wise old lawyer once told me, you can sue a ham sandwich if you want to.

Probably won’t happen. Nearly zero interest in coming out to the track in the SLC metro area and the track just doesn’t have the historical pull of a Laguna Seca or Watkins Glen. I went to a few pro and semi-pro races there and there were dang near more crew and officials than there were fans. I got to meet Mr. Miller…

The days of the running reasonably non-awful $2500 Beetle are long gone so I voted NP. I am trying to find a Baja for my neighbor and I have looked at some of the jankiest, rusted out, Bondorific, wired by Stevie Wonder crap with two working cylinders and the sellers won’t take a dime under $4000 because THEY KNOW…

I could see a number like this if it was a low mile 5.9L but with the problematic early 6.7L and all the redneck gingerbread she’s a whole lotta crackpipe.

This gives “over the air” updates a whole new meaning.

I love it but it’s just about as useless as having a three foot long tallywhacker. Everybody’s certainly impressed but you can’t do a damn thing with it.

That coupler looks cool but I’ve always just used the rubber ones. I almost wonder if the urethane might be too stiff and transmit a bit of wobble into the wheel.

I’ve had tremendous luck with the Meyle brand of tie rods. My ‘71 is pretty low and it just ate the no-name parts for breakfast.

Greetings from South Davis!

When I was a kid I damn near wrecked a new ‘89 5.0 LX about 20 feet from the dealer’s driveway. There was a leaky sprinkler that left a nice patch of moistness in the median which greatly modified traction in a way I never experienced in my 44 HP VW that was my previous ride. The icing on the shit muffin was that when…