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Raph’s classic review of a 1966 MG 1100 charmed the pants off of most of us today. But rising above it all, with a coldness and curtness more suited to a high school guidance councilor telling you your dream college is out of reach, reader Nacho, PhD hit us with the reality hammer.

Time for a wake-up call:

Damn. Bubble, burst.