If the Volvo brand were a Rorschach blot, most Americans would see a station wagon. But it’s existence was a fortuitous accident.
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But maybe Steven Tyler’s does to a Hennessey Venom GT that he once stalled outside the Beverly Center while driving with deadmau5.
“I have a Giulia – and I love it. I’m literally in love with that car. I kiss the emblem when I get home from work,” Gilles says.
The new Mercedes-Benz E63S is a sleeper, but it certainly won’t put you to sleep. (Also, Hammer!)
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Our ideal self-driving future, if it is ever to actually arrive, is predicated on the idea of cars communicating with one another and with their human subjects. It will thus require collaboration and caution.
It’s about fast cars, and the Detroit Auto Show. You like fast cars and Detroit, so you should read it.
The Detroit Auto Show, in the midst of the frigid Midwestern winter, kicks off its annual car convention that defines the year for auto journalists in much the same way that Milan, Paris, and New York Fashion Weeks do for their trendy peers. Here are my seven favorite new vehicles unveiled in the Motor City.
The interior of the future promises to allow passengers to socialize or mediate with one another, via individuated high-resolution screens, motion simulating activators, and, perhaps most importantly, the noise cancelling capacity to negate whatever it is that your cohorts are streaming.
“I probably shouldn’t say this, but I’m going to,” says Honda’s director of advanced design. “We’re trying to make a future that doesn’t suck.”