I visited my doctor today to understand why I can’t stop thinking about the second-generation Oldsmobile Bravada. “It’s just a Chevy Blazer,” I told her, “This makes no sense!” When she asked what I though might be the cause of my ailment, I guessed that perhaps it’s the trusty and torquey 4.3-liter V6 luring me in. “N…

Before the “Blazer” badge ever adorned the SUV variant of the Chevy S-10 or the new crossover that everyone’s so disappointed by these days, it graced the sheetmetal of the boxy Chevy K Series. The yellow 1979 two-tone one above is drop-dead gorgeous.

The Blazer could go on land, it could go on water, it could go on Mars. Also, that’s a nice shade of yellow.