You bring your car into the shop for an odd metallic rattle, and when you return to pick it up, the bill is somehow $1,300. It’s only human to wonder, Am I getting fucked?

Now is the worst time, ever, to buy a used car. But if you have to, I’m here to help.

You inherited a car from a dead relative, and want to know if it’s valuable enough to save or restore. Here’s a primer on how to figure out what to do, with expert advice from the Barn Find Hunter himself, Tom Cotter.

“The number one thing for me was the push-button doors. I would buy a pile of garbage if it had push-button doors.”

How does Paul Rudd manage to remain so damn youthful when our own visage resembles postmortem Jessica Tandy?

My first story for a hilarious new lifestyle publication–The Arrow–from the AARP aimed at GenX men.