Unless you’re driving an R31 Nissan Skyline, you’ve probably lost your car in a parking lot before. Don’t worry, it happens to the best of us. My 1996 Toyota Camry is one of the most common cars ever made so I lost it on an almost daily basis until I installed a big, dumb ol’ roof rack on it.
It’s the weekend. Hopefully you’re not at work at anything except an engine or a gearbox that needs some TLC. Show us what you’re up to.
Everyone has a collection of accessories that forever reside in their car to make driving just a little easier. My daily driver is a 1996 Toyota Camry V6 LE. It has a cassette player and an AM/FM radio for entertainment. The antenna is currently missing from my car so my audio options are either silence or whatever…
Searching for wildly depreciated used luxury cars on the internet is a fun way to spend the hours between 1 a.m. and 4 a.m. At that time, no one can hear you mumbling about Mercedes G-Wagens under your breath and questioning out loud to no one in particular if the entire electronics system is available for cheap on…
Occasionally some car will show up in your neighborhood that has no reason being there. In this case, a Volkswagen Corrado G60 materialized into existence a short distance from where I live. It was not there one day, and then it suddenly showed up on a street corner and hasn’t moved since.
I doodle pretty compulsively. Despite what people generally seem to think at the time, doodling means I’m listening; it’s a way to quiet down the brain to focus on things, a simple distraction ploy to corral a mind that tends to be unruly. When I doodle, there’s lots of car-related stuff that comes up again and again,…
I’ll go first: I don’t really like the Porsche 911.
Regardless of where you live, you have a neighbor working on something in their driveway or garage. I used to have a neighbor that used his 100-foot long driveway as a drag strip to test out his 1971 Plymouth ‘Cuda at 2 a.m. After he was arrested, I got a new neighbor who is much more considerate.
Just about everything Chrysler made from the late ‘70s to the mid ‘90s was based on the front-drive K-platform. The platform was used on sedans, wagons, coupes, vans, convertibles, trucks, and hatchbacks.
BMW has been in a weird place concerning design for awhile, perhaps even decades, now. The main issue seems to be the company not being too sure how to adapt its classic kidney grille design to increasingly large vehicles. All of that has culminated in the new X7 SUV concept, which is borderline horrendous.
Determining the best Formula One lap ever is answering a big question. One far greater than I have the knowledge for, but maybe one of you might know.
There’s been a lot of convertible talk around here lately, particularly about the phases Mazda went through with the latest Miata generation and the introduction of Ferrari’s new entry-level Portofino. Is either of those the best? Is there a better convertible?
Today, I became aware of the Suzuki Boosterjet, Suzuki’s name for its line of small, direct-injection turbocharged gasoline engines, first a 1.4 liter last year and now a 1.0. Unquestionably, it’s a wonderful name. But is it the best?
It’s been awhile since we’ve done one of these posts about your Cars And Coffee adventures, so let’s do one! Share stuff from your Cars And Coffee, Crapcans and Cappuccinos or whatever meet you’ve gone to recently—we just want to see some cars.
There are two rules here: it has to run and drive.
Perhaps it’s lack of discipline, or lack of taste, or lack of culture, or lack of understanding, or even lack of respect, but out of a field of over a hundred cars, the best damn thing about my Saturday afternoon at the fifth Pinehurst Concours d’Elegance was an E30 M3.
If I’m completely honest with myself, I have to come to terms that my next vehicle will more than likely be a convertible sports car. This doesn’t mean I’m actually getting a convertible anytime soon, but the want is strong and I need to know which is the best sooner than later.
There were days when I would walk out to my car, key in hand, filled with joy and anticipation for the drive to come. There were also days when I wished I would walk out and find that my car had been crushed by a meteor and I’d never have to deal with its bullshit again.
To answer this question, first you have to answer how you define “best.”
