You read that right, the era of classic cars is now over.
You do it, I do it, we all do it. You see that gorgeous new Italian supercar or custom built muscle car at your local Cars and Coffee event. Naturally, after staring at its lines of beauty, you whip out your cell phone, or digital camera and take a picture. It’s something many of us do and for me it led me to a hobby…
Usually, Jalopnik’s commenters are pretty decent when it comes to car talk, especially when Oppo comes in and sweeps up the place...But the responses to the Chevy Bolt have been jarring.
My friend died this weekend. He was an artist and a prolific one at that. His uncle - next of kin - didn’t want most of his artwork so I’ve been posting it up on eBay to raise money for his cremation. People have been coming out of the woodwork wanting pieces of him.
And the boss is singing along with “Christmas Shoes.”
Christmas Carols, gathering with friends and family, lots of booze and food and laughter, singing and dancing, decorating the tree, the looks on the faces of kids as they tear into their presents... that’s all awesome.
Opinions of car salespeople vary widely. Like every profession, there are a whole range of good and bad people who go into that business. One thing I can’t stand, though, is the wholly lackadaisical attitude of salespeople who don’t keep up with or pay attention to product knowledge.
This post isn’t about cars. I’m sorry, it’s not. I could tell you about the generally horrible Chevy Captiva Sport I’ve been driving since my car got wrecked, but there’s nothing captivating or sporting about it. So, no, there’s another pressing matter. Papyrus. No, not papyrus the ancient Egyptian form of paper, nor…
This truck didn’t just pull into my lane; it is and has been driving straight down the middle of it. If that doesn’t make sense, picture this: if this truck were driving in a straight line in the mud it would leave 4 entirely separate tire tracks. That’s how twisted the frame is. It was far more alarming to see in…
Not car related. But here’s a car and a song. The song is totally related.
Red. Stop. Do not go. Caution. Danger. The moment I saw that red light, I knew it was going to be a long night.
I was totally disoriented, as I had only been asleep for a little while. Just long enough to get into that deep sleep state where it could have been 23 minutes or 4.5 hours; no way to know.
But when I looked…
ALL Y’ALL ARE STILL IN SCHOOL ANYWAY, SO LET’S DO THIS! ALL CAPS ONLY! ANY POSTS WITH LOWER-CASE LETTERS ARE SUBJECT TO DELETION!
They ruin tons of perfectly good high end and exotic cars. I mean, just look what they did to that Cayenne above!
If you think that is what makes your car “badass” or “stealth,” then you’re inhabiting the same mental space your local actuary visits when he straps on spiked leathers and rips around on his straight piped harley. If you really wanted to blend in you’d leave your wheels silver. But now your whip is “murdered out”…
Needs repeated any time the subject of cash vs leasing vs loans come up:
Here’s the situation: I’m riding home from basketball, when a Maserati Quattroporte GTS (not unlike the one above) pulls up next to us. “Cool!” I thought. Immediately, the Maserati driver proceeded to cut us off. Luckily, he turned into a parking lot a few hundred feet later. Our encounter was over.
Rant ahead, have some Stratos.
I like the Honda HR-V.
I have two favorite standby flavors that I usually crave when I want some ice cream: mint chocolate chip or some kind of raspberry/blackberry/mountain forest berry that doesn’t start with straw-, blue-, or cran-.