Chevy El Camino, Flxible Clipper, Mitsubishi Delica: The Dopest Cars I Found For Sale Online

We’re starting off strong this week, huh? The ’68-’72 El Camino is quite possibly the best car we ever got in America, only held back from the title of “best-ever car” by the existence of the HSV Maloo. With a name like that, how can it not win?

This El Camino, despite not being named Maloo, remains worthy of praise. It’s got a 454 big block bolted to a TH400 transmission, a powder coated frame, and line lock. What else could you possibly want in your practical pickup?

This GTI may not be the most original. The panels don’t all match, the engine is a 1.8-litre out of a later GTI, and the Raceland coilovers it’s sitting on aren’t exactly known for being paragons of quality. Consider this, though: It’s a hot hatch with round headlights.

How often do you see that, really? Circular sealed beams in a body so angular and silver you’d think Giugiaro designed it. Grab this GTI, throw on some high quality suspension and wheels that aren’t off-brand Volk TE37s, and enjoy a fantastic-looking daily that’s still fun to rip around.

Winter is for wrenching, right? Why spend those cold, dark months curled up by a fire with a warm cup of hot chocolate or mulled cider when you could be bashing your knuckles against frame rails trying to get a rotary engine to fire up? Doesn’t that sound better?

This RX7 may not “start,” but that’s not a problem you and your toolbox can’t fix. The seller claims the car has a freshly rebuilt motor under the hood, so once you do get it running it should stay that way for at least 10 or even 15 miles. Hopefully.

Now is a good time to buy motorcycles, and a bad time to sell them. No one wants to store a bike over the winter, so prices are low and responses to my own listing for my F800GS are empty. If you can ride through the winter, though, now is your time to start spending.

I’ve still been on my bike, taking it out to the climbing gym and using it to shuttle beautiful women around Brooklyn in temperatures down to the low 40s, and I promise that you can keep this Triumph Speed Twin rolling all through the winter months. Warm your legs by the engine, get a heated layer for beneath your jacket, and let 1200 CCs of torque whisk you around a winter wonderland.

This Flxible is the perfect canvas for your RV conversion dreams. A Bluebird? C’mon, where’s the uniqueness in that? You need something art deco, something streamlined, something like this Clipper.

The seller claims it’s stripped down for a rebuild into a camper, but the project seems to have stalled out. Apparently it hasn’t run in years, though the seller also claims to have never tried turning the key. Who knows? It might start right up and ferry you off to your million Instagram follower dreams.

This might be a hot take, but I’m generally anti-restomod. I don’t dislike the concept — my dream car is a Datsun Z with an RB26 — but so many restomods are just so bad. Pillowy seats, cheap LED headlights, modern fonts slapped on retro-shaped gauges, they all come out looking like the automotive equivalent of a black leather couch with underglow.

This Corona, however, is a different breed of restomod. It’s had its engine and transmission swapped, the doors now unlock by remote, and that’s about it in terms of upgrades. If not for those features, you’d think this was a totally original Mark II - -a subtlety lost on any restomodded Mustang.

This G20 was a reader submission, and thank you Paul for getting my eyes on this absolutely gorgeous old van. I’m a huge fan of old work vehicles that still have the signage for their old companies written on the body somewhere, and this van clearly shows how well it was used — although not what it was used for.

“Otto’s Enterprises LLC” is the kind of company name you just don’t get any more. Now it’s all nonsense syllables like Tubi and Vudu, but back in the ’60s things were different. We weren’t naming companies in baby speak, we were building beautiful Chevy vans.

This is one of my favorite genres of ad, where the car seems to have been listed on a whim or in a rush. Most of the photos include the same bored-looking passenger, meaning they all seem to be taken on the same drive. A drive that someone’s girlfriend or sister was extremely bored by.

Their loss, because this RSX is a great example of the fourth-generation Integra. An early model with later bodywork, which is definitely an aesthetic choice and totally isn’t just the result of whatever accident gave this car its salvage title. Still, for $5,000, are you going to find a better combination of K-series and Honda suspension tuning?

No one is doing motorcycle paint like Yamaha. The teal on this R3, the purple on later models, the retro liveries on the dirt bikes — Yamaha is just killing it in terms of making their bikes look good. This teal and orange, though, remains one of the best even after these years.

It helps that the bike under the paint is fantastic too. I came so close to buying an R3 as a first bike, until another buyer snatched it out from under me, and I often wonder what my life would be like if I had. Maybe I’d be a Wheelie Asshole. For you, though, there’s only one way to find out what happens when you start your riding journey on this.

If you need something to bring that R3 home in, why not make a package deal? Toy haulers in the U.S. are usually massive lumbering brutes, with hood heights seemingly designed specifically to do maximum damage to pedestrians, but they don’t have to be that way. You can haul toys in an Acty just fine, provided your toys are motorcycles and not fifth wheel campers.

Of course, the Acty itself can be a toy too. Compact, lightweight, slow, it’s all the things that make a vehicle fun to drive on the roads. Wring it out, push the engine to its limits, and never even get a ticket for your trouble. That’s how toy hauling should be.

The proliferation of Skylines in the United States is an unequivocal good and I will always support its furthering. This R33 may not be the GT-R of your dreams, but are you telling me you wouldn’t have fun in this RB25-powered GTS-T?

Go take this Skyline out, fling it sideways through some corners, and tell me you’d rather have a GT-R. There’s a chance I’ll believe you, but I’m willing to bet you’ll come out of those slides with a grin on your face big enough to severely undercut that argument. You don’t need the fancy GT-R badge.

The Delica is one of the prettier vans out there, in a function begetting form type of way where its utilitarianism becomes its own aesthetic choice. To take that body shape and add these side graphics, though, really takes the whole design up a notch. This Delica looks great.

It likely drives great, too, as the ad notes no issues with the van’s mechanicals. It looks original beyond the Apple CarPlay head unit, and a diesel Delica will run reliably until far after the sun has absorbed the Earth. At least, if you keep it rust-free, it will.

These wheels on a Fiero are a bold move, and I fully stand by and endorse them. For too long, the Fiero’s American badge has left it in an odd cultural place: Not quite a muscle car, not quite a true sports car, just something weird off in the margins. Well I say no more. We need to fully adopt Fieros as tuner cars.

These wheels are classic WRX fare, the pop up headlights echo the Miata, everything is in place for the Fiero to join the ranks of such esteemed compacts in automotive culture. Let’s start slapping questionable turbo kits and chicken-wire grilles on Fieros. Give them underglow and external wastegates.

The Kawasaki KLR650 is, in many ways, the two-wheeled diesel Mitsubishi Delica. It does everything, goes anywhere, and does so in all the comfort you can reasonably expect from a vehicle of its inclinations — just without any particularly interesting driving dynamics.

This KLR could shuttle you to the tops of mountains and the bottoms of valleys, and all it’ll ask in exchange is a concerning amount of Rotella T6. That feels like a fair trade to me, even for this middle generation with the less-than-spectacular styling. You don’t have to see the headlight from the seat.

Squared-off pickup trucks, my beloved. This is probably about as late into pickup production as you can get before things get too round, but this mid-’90s F-150 is firmly a happy medium. Not too big, not too round, not too hyper-aggro.

Ford, make this pickup again. This may well be the best trucks ever got, and the best they’ll ever get again. This is a truck contractors would buy, rather than shifting over to vans because modern bed heights are just too tall. Eschew fragile masculinity, get the ’90s F-150.