Honorable mention to the Volkswagen SP2 aka "Sem Potência" (Portuguese translation "Without Power".) 75 hp, air cooled flat 4. 0-60 = never. It was Brazil's only home grown sports car. Strike that, Brazil never had a sports car.

Plymouth Prowler - 4-speed slushbox and V6 pulled from Chrysler's LH platform. Should have had a V8.

88-'90 Grand Prix SE coupe, case closed

I agree and posted same picture.

Pontiac Grand Prix Fifth generation (1988–1996)

It all starts with matchbox cars. Ditch the dolls and stuff animals and get your daughters toy cars, slot race tracks, and anything else with wheels.

Had the same thought.

New York City. It can suck balls, or it can give you that James May fizzing sensation, it all depends on timing. Dickens knows what I am talking about.

Come to Newark, cars like this are a dime a dozen.

Agreed.

Isuzu Geminis - It's not a single jump, more of a symphony of jumps. Cars are just tossed around like toys and the jump over Seine defies the laws of physics.

Chevy Volt. Because a car loving nut like myself, who grew up learning to drive on a Alfa and only drove manuals, leased one for the daily commute. Sometimes GM gets it right. This was one of those times. Plus its from the future. Sh!t don't stink in the future.

GM's V-8-6-4 was the Titanic of green car initiatives.

Saw this sign right before I forded my first proper river in Costa Rica.

Rent a car. Go on vacation to the U.S. Virgin Islands; rent a car because you'll be driving a LHD car on the left side. Go to Africa; rent a Peugeot 405 and drive it as far into the Sahara as you far as you feel safe - warning its surprisingly far. Go to Italy; rent the fastest wagon you can afford (you'll look…

and built (assembled) in brooklyn

Go Fuck Yourself!

From the NYC's Taxi of Tomorrow website: "The taxicab is a symbol of New York to millions of tourists. It marks arrival and departure—the modern equivalent of a city gate. It is the space of entrance to the city. It frames the visitor’s first glances.

nope, still only seats three in the back, checker had room for 5

I was born in raised in Manhattan and hate this thing with a passion. Part of the 'Taxi of Tomorrow' project was to create an iconic taxi that was distinctly New York. This bulbous uninspired van fails wholeheartedly in that regard. It's like a giant yellow turd penned by George Costanza. I am not down with the…