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After a silly teaser showing a dude in a blazer, the Chevy Blazer is making a comeback next year as a stylish crossover that lacks the body-on-frame four-wheel drive credentials of its predecessor.
An allegedly intoxicated woman attending a music festival this past weekend in Minnesota somehow managed to get her head stuck in what looks like a first-generation Chevy Silverado’s exhaust tip. The fire department had to save the day with power tools, though the truck had to take one for the team.
It wasn’t scary at first. “It will be fun,” my friends at Jalopnik said. But I was anxious. I’d never done autocross before. I’ve barely driven new cars, and I’d never driven an electric vehicle at all.
ZL1. Z28. Z51. ZR2. ZR1. Z71. Z06. Z24. One of those numbers represents the pinnacle of General Motors’ performance lineup, milled from dragon steel to slay 911s, McLarens, villages full of peasants, etc. One represents an option package on your Cavalier that brought stunning 16-inch alloy wheels. One means your…
Here’s a good way to keep pesky bumps in the road from ruining your day: fit bigger tires! A smattering of take-off parts from desert racing teams doesn’t help, either. Bonus: you can even take your kid along for the ride in this sweet desert 2004 Chevy Silverado prerunner.
Twenty years ago today, on May 20, 1998, a new Godzilla movie graced our screens over Memorial Day Weekend. On paper, Godzilla was just another blockbuster monster movie. Yet, in reality, it was clearly a critique on governmental incompetence. And the true hero of the film was the 1992 Chevrolet Caprice taxicab that…
Back in 1999, right after our son Langston was born, something amazing happened. No, it wasn’t us realizing that being parents was the most important task of our lives. Or that children are outstanding learners, even when they’re babies. Nope, it was much more interesting than that.
Good morning! Welcome to The Morning Shift, your roundup of the auto news you crave, all in one place every weekday morning. Here are the important stories you need to know.
Pretty much every time I write a Meh Car Monday article, the following few days are filled with a sprinkling of hurt, angry emails from people who really adore whatever car I’ve just declared meh. They think I’m wrong, I’m a foul monster, and the world would be better off if (1) everyone just admitted that Jeep…
Next to paying Kanye to say nice things about you, a Yacht is the ultimate expression of wretched excess. Today’s Nice Price or Crack Pipe Caprice is a land yacht, but for the masses. Will its price however, have you saying some not so nice things about it?
On Friday, NASCAR driver Jamie McMurray apparently blew out his Chevrolet’s left rear tire and lost control in the last practice session before the upcoming race weekend at Talladega Super Speedway. He then collided with another vehicle, went airborne, and tumbled. And then just kept on tumbling. And tumbling.
The Chevrolet Cavalier is one of those great hallmarks of “meh:” a car so aggressively bleh that you can’t hardly feh about it. They fade into the background unless they’re covered in Insane Clown Posse stickers or something. Yet this driver found a way to make even a beige Cavalier exciting.
The 1980s weren’t a great time for sports cars, with engines choked with smog equipment, tall final drive ratios killing acceleration, and other questionable fuel-saving equipment making cars suck more than they needed to. The “Doug Nash 4+3,” a four-speed manual on the Chevrolet Corvette with push-button overdrive in…
The 2019 Chevrolet Camaro just dropped, and holy crap does it look nuts. But while the headlights and that wild grille are the most obvious alterations from the 2018 model, The General made some hardware changes for 2019 as well, including suspension and brake goodies for the 2.0-liter base motor.
The Chevy Citation is a deeply, richly boring car. It’s name is a synonym for a traffic ticket, and it just goes down from there. It may very likely end up on Meh Car Monday at some point (it’s coming back, I promise), but it’s got one strange little design detail I can’t quite wrap my head around.
If societal norms and insurance costs didn’t exist, my garage would be pretty wild and stupid. Im sure many of you are in the same boat. Everyone has that car that the dream about but for whatever reason, they can’t buy one just yet. Homeowner’s Associations, plain ol’ reason and more can get in the way of automotive…