I've never stopped believing in the Dodge brand, mostly because any car company that could have created something as awesome as the 1979 Dodge Journey has a strong heritage to build upon. You see, the parents of the kid down the street had one and I remember when we would play fortress with it. The Journey had all sorts of cubbies and storage spaces for us to hide our Transformers and G.I. Joes so they'd be ready to jump out and defend our little multi-person fort on wheels. I remember it was khaki-colored with a long brown stripe on the side. The only reason I bring this up is I saw one parked on the side of Woodward Avenue this past weekend, and I took its picture. The only problem is that I didn't realize I didn't have a memory card in my camera until two blocks later — and that was two blocks too far to go back. Much like my childhood.