I have a particular screw loose that makes me love junky, rusty, scrappy old cars. Beaters. Most neighborhoods, however, do not.

When you think of iconic cities, most people get images of notable landmarks, buildings, and skylines. London has Big Ben, Paris has the Eiffel Tower, New York has the Empire State, LA has those cheap sheet metal letters that spell Hollywood. But there's distinctive mobile landmarks as well — the distinctive cars of…

Everyone has a different story for how they got into cars. One particular story revolves around a midengined Italian sports car that circled just out of grasp.

There are many cars that are fun to drive. Jalopnik readers know ten cars that are just plain fun.

You want a Lamborghini. You can't afford a Lamborghini. Instead of just fantasizing, you decide to have other people to buy it for you. That's right. One man wants you to pay for his Lamborghini, and you get absolutely nothing in return, other than knowing that he now drives a Lambo.

I go to a very fratty college. I see a lot of chillbrodudes in Croakies, pink shorts, and backwards fraternity caps drivin' big SUVS. That got me thinking: "What constitutes the ultimate fratmobile?" In search for answers, I interviewed some of the chillest, most brotastic dudes on campus.

The time has come for gorging yourself on meat products and imbibing fermented wheat drinks. In short, tailgating season is upon us, and Jalopnik readers know the ten best rides for it.

If you've ever been to a car show, you'll know that bullshitting and car enthusiasm go together like peanut butter and ladies. Lying about cars is a different matter.

Hey, why is that guy driving his tuned Honda with the steering wheel taken off? Isn't that stupid dangerous? Allow me to me explain.

Today we saw a five year old get a ride in the back of a launching Nissan GT-R. Somewhere in the midst of her shock and laughter, there was a grain of truth.