Wherein two of our absolute favorite automobiles of the 1980s go head to head in a duel to the death. Also, we feel vaguely wrong for thinking the Mantafahrer's girlfriend is somehow ridiculously sexy, Jersey mall hair, cracking gum and all. We try to get out of the Central Valley; it pulls us back in!
'Oh Nein. Die Mantas.' 'Manta Manta' Ladies! [Internal]