Killing America's Dreams, One Lousy Concept Car At A Time

Concept cars aren't just wank jobs of empty, aspirational futurism. They're goal posts. They're psychedelic mind-expanding drugs made from carbon-fiber origami and starlight. They stand as public examples of not just where a car company could go, but where—barring a collective public gasp at an engineer's daydream… »1/09/12 2:30pm1/09/12 2:30pm