Chevrolet Impala SS, Toyota Supra, Fiat 124 Spider: The Dopest Cars I Found For Sale Online

Classic American muscle cars have style. But Mustangs and Camaros are everywhere, do you really want to blend into the crowd like that? No, you deserve to stand out. You deserve an Impala.

Before you ask: No, this is not like the Impala from Supernatural. I know that’s the Impala everyone loves, and this is the right generation, but it’s the wrong year. And color. And number of doors. The show’s been over for years, let it go.

Yes, you read that right — this vintage-looking bike, with the kick start and the 400cc thumper, is a 2015. The only way you’d be able to tell it isn’t from the ‘70s, though, is the last of a carburetor under that tank. All of the style, none of the issues with ethanol gas clogging your jets.

It’s clear this bike has seen a lot of work, and it’s come out the other end absolutely gorgeous. I know we talk a lot about brown cars here, but let’s hear it for brown motorcycles. The flake in that paint!

OK, I get it, a gray-beige TJ is probably not the most stylish vehicle in the world. Compared to the SR400 and the Impala, the greige here isn’t bringing much to the table. But consider: Style is about vibes, and the vibes of a TJ are impeccable.

Throw the top down, throw a couple friends in the Jeep, crank some music, and let the wind play through your hair as you drive around. You know what that is? That’s hot girl shit, and I count it as style.

There’s a trend in a few of the listings this week: Cars purchased with big plans, but where the owner’s “life got in the way.” This GTI is one of those cars — fixed up, converted to Euro bumpers, heckblended, and then driven very little.

To the buyer, that means this GTI is perfectly set for any use case you can imagine. It’s already got a roof rack up top, which lends bonus style points, and the interior is just incredible. It may even — hot take, I know — be better than plaid.

Does this Neon run? No. Do all the body panels match? Also no. Is it rust-free? Absolutely not. Is there any financially justifiable reason not to let the quarter panel rot finish the whole car off until there’s nothing left but wiper blades and dry-rotted tires? Not really, no.

But when has car enthusiasm ever been about financial justification? This SRT4 deserves a second chance at life simply by virtue of being an SRT4. A weird car from a weird time in American automaking, dwindling in number every year as more are crashed out at HPDEs. Let’s protect the SRT4s we can.

The SV650 might be one of the most recognizable bikes in the entire motorcycling world — an impressive feat, given that its design is inspired by Ducati. But the Monster requires desmo service, it requires European part prices, it requires Ducati money upfront to buy. The SV650 requires an M endorsement and $2,500 cash in hand.

These bikes are quick, nimble, and cheap. They’re also everywhere, as are repair parts and knowledgeable mechanics. An SV will get you to work and back, even if your commute involves a few laps of Laguna Seca on the way. If it does, can we trade commutes?

This Supra strikes me as a YouTuber situation. The car only has 6,500 miles on it, yet it’s been modified in all the loud ways — visually, with the wing, wheels, and springs, and audially with the intake and exhaust.

A YouTuber buys a car, reaps the clicks; adds a few mods, reaps the clicks each time; and then the clicks stop rolling in. There’s a new car on the block, and attention has shifted — so too must the YouTuber’s garage if they want to keep paying the rent. Thus, a modified near-new Supra ends up on Marketplace.

Do you want to be AJ Soprano? Well, that’s kind of weird. Out of everyone there, AJ? Desiring to be a Sopranos character is already going against the “all these people are terrible” text of the show, with the possible exception of Meadow (depending on how she’s feeling about the mob in a given season), and even with all that stacked against you — AJ? Really?

Well, here you go, I guess. Don’t park on any dry leaves once the car’s up to temp, you don’t want the catalytic converter getting in contact with anything flammable. You can grill fuckin’ steaks on that converter.

If the name of the game is style, you’re unlikely to find much more than a 124 Spider. But while the new ones are beautiful and fun to drive, there’s something even better about these classics.

Look through the photos in this ad, and you can start to smell this car. The old leather, the aging wood, the faint smell of gasoline from that old exhaust. Classics have an energy to them that can’t be replicated — it doesn’t make them better than modern cars, but it sure adds to their style.

Do you ever think about how weird it is that Ducati makes a supermoto without an accompanying enduro? Every other supermoto on the market — KTM 690, Husqy 701, Suzuki DRZ, Kawasaki KLX — they’re all also available as knobby-tired spoke-wheeled enduros. Why not the Hypermotard?

If you can stomach that mystery lingering around you every time you thumb the starter, this does seem like a hell of a bike for the money. Supermotos are generally asshole bikes — bikes for riding like an asshole, hopping curbs and skidding wheels and generally putting the biggest possible grin on your face — and the Hypermotard’s high horsepower L-twin can do that better than most. Huh, maybe the engine is why you don’t see these off-road.

This is a drag-prepped Monte Carlo, with a 355 small block that’s bored, cammed, and blown. It’s also purple. If the ad just said this, it would already be worth the asking price.

Conveniently, the ad doesn’t stop there. In fact, it goes on to list the car’s quarter mile time: 11 seconds flat. Did that sell you yet? Get your credit card number out.

The Rebel 250 is the classic starter bike, and someone is going to buy this little cruiser to learn the ropes on. That person should be you. Bikes are just more fun than cars, but you won’t know that yourself until you try one out. Here’s your shot.

Get yourself to the MSF, then come home and practice on your shiny new 27-year-old Honda. Once you’re bored of it, sell it off for every dollar you spent. If you decide bikes aren’t for you, sell it off for every dollar you spent. It’s a zero-risk investment — except the risk that you’ll spend serious money on your next bike.

I love this ad. Vertical photo, visible body damage, mismatched mirrors, no interior photos — and no description. I’ve read water bottle ingredient lists with more valuable information in them than this ad for a $2,300 motor vehicle.

There’s clearly something wrong with this Cooper S. The mirrors do match the taillight surrounds, which is actually weirder than if they didn’t, but speaks to a car that’s a little bit fixed up or deeply, deeply broken. Hey, while you’re there to check out the car, ask about that Legacy GT wagon in the background. I miss mine.

Generally I avoid salvage titles here on Dopest, but I’ll make an exception for a nice SHO. Technically this one comes with a salvage bill of sale, and no title at all, but I’ll count it for our purposes.

A salvage title but a clean body, like what we see here, leaves only one avenue: Track car. Take this automatic transmission Taurus out to an HPDE and let her sing. Look at it, you know it just wants to rev out. Give it the chance.

This is what we like to see: A freshly-detailed car in the listing photos. You can tell from the bucket and microfiber rag in the background that this is a 911 that’s been cared for — at least, aesthetically.

Sure, if it’s made it this long then the IMS probably isn’t an issue, but that’s still a risk you’re going to take. For a car this pretty, though, that risk may be well worth it. Look at that paint glisten.