Wheeler Dealers was the only car show my wife would ever watch with me. Ed would always explain and demonstrate the repairs, and Mike would show the parts availability. Together they inspired genuine enthusiasm instead of hollow emotional hype.

I will burn this motherfucker down if they introduce hashtags.

Tires. In the US, the R32 got Goodyear Eagle F1s as original equipment. Sidewalls were too soft (and bubble magnets), so even on the America-fied springs and shocks, the tires felt like the weak link. Constantly rolling over, slushy turn-in, etc.

Just because the cops can’t handle the winter roads means that your questionably Japanese car is not allowed to either, and don’t you forget it.

“I am Art Briles, and I approve this message.”

Except, when I say Cascada I mean the only pile of garbage we got here:

S54 ;)

I’m being gifted an old non running 5spd e30 325e. My resolution is to swap the engine with something fun and get it moving again.

I’m pretty old school and over half of my personal used car lot is aircooled and stick which gives me no end of joy 90% of the time. However, getting stuck in 20 miles of stop and go on the 680 coming back from Monterey in a 930 with a deep first gear and a sport clutch took a little shine off the apple for me. A…

but who is the hero that triggered an airhorn right as the mugshot was taken?

The first line of this story is fucked up.

My e36 M3 is cheaper than a therapist and more effective. That is all.

AMG: AhrMahrGahrd! A transdinglator unique to this week of production broke and it’s going to cost me $8365.32 for parts and it’s a 15 hour job? Or I can sell you my 2 year old six-figure sedan for $9,000?

*None of the Jalopnik writers know how long a hockey stick is*