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Which Car Has Been Least Diluted Over Time?

Yesterday was so much fun we're going to do it again! And in keeping with our new strange loopin', isomrphin' direction, we'll just flip it on its head. We've driven it and beaten holy hell out of it in some ugly mud, so our only answer can be the Jeep Wrangler. And considering we were able to run up and down slopes that a jacked up, Detroit Lockered CJ simply couldn't, how could we choose anything else? Plus, considering that you can still rip the roof off, yank the doors and flip down the windshield, the new Jeep has to be the very best one. The more things change... Anyhow, you?

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Jalopnik Reviews: 2007 Jeep Wrangler Rubicon, Part 3

Why You Should Buy This Car: The 2007 Wrangler Rubicon is Jeep, not a Jeep. Like a Zippo or a pair of Levis, the Wrangler is an icon, and Jeep's perfected its looks. Best-in-class off-road performance. Best-in-several-other-classes off-road performance. Detachable front sway bar is the killer app. Much more livable in grocery getting situations than all of its predecessors combined. You love fording streams. You like climbing walls. You feel happy while riding in it.
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Jalopnik Reviews: 2007 Jeep Wrangler Rubicon, Part 2

Exterior Appearance *****
Plato was interested in ideal forms. Your eyes are round, he taught, because somewhere there exists a perfect circle. May I present to you the archetypal SUV. In fact, the 2007 Wrangler is so perfectly formed, I can't even imagine how, say, a 2013 model can be made to look any better. (An extra gas can hanging off the back? Shovels mounted below the doors? Naw, too busy.) Luckily, and assuming DCX survives the new year, they'll have the better part of a decade to figure it out. More »

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Jalopnik Reviews: 2007 Jeep Wrangler Rubicon, Part 1

I recently went shopping for jeans with a friend. She dragged me to a little boutique on Melrose in Los Angeles, where I stood bored while she searched intently for the ideal pair (i.e., those that made her butt look the best). Seeing how most women I know do not even own a pair of sensible shoes, her criteria made sense. Pair after pair, brand after brand — more than a dozen in all — she tried them on, before deciding a $225 number with no back pockets.
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