As you may know, it's Hanukkah time, when Jews all over the world celebrate what may be organized religion's lamest miracle, and one of the few holidays where we Jews managed to not end up exiled or slaughtered or anything. It's a holiday with candles, presents, fried potatoes and a kickass story about a tough Jew…

Welcome back to Garage of Horror, where we share your worst wheeled experiences. Today's installment: Is it really wise to put all your automotive eggs in the same brand basket?

Ford_Tempo_Fanatic may never forgive me for what I did to a free Tempo at Infineon last spring, but at least I've managed to find a vintage ad showing the Tempo on the race track!

We got a really great judicial bribe at last weekend's Sears Pointless 24 Hours of LeMons race: a beat-to-hell, unregisterable, not-legal-for-public-streets Ford Tempo. After honoring Ford_Tempo_Fanatic with a Tempo DOTS recently, we found ourselves in something of a dilemma.

Welcome to Down On The Street, where we admire old vehicles parked on the streets of the Island That Rust Forgot: Alameda, California. Ford Tempo Fanatic has chosen a difficult path. Today we honor his devotion to the Tempo.

You know what's wrong with most engines? The transmission is forced to take the power from the end of the crankshaft. But, hey, what if you were to take the power out of the middle of the crank? Transverse-mounted I8!

Dude lists his Tempo wheels on Craigslist. Dude posts pictures. Dude does not notice that there is something wrong with said pictures. Excuse us while we go plow the back forty. [Craigslist (poop, already pulled down!) via Motown Muscle]

Welcome to Project Car Hell, where you choose the project that's the coolest... and the most hellish! After seeing the Johnson Messenger CB Telephone, we're saying 10-4 to custom van projects!