There is something ominous about the High Desert sky at night. Without barriers at the edges, it can be almost too enveloping, especially during the longest nights of the year, around the winter solstice in late December. So, when I visited Yucca Valley at that time, I brought my own constellations.
Proving once again that midwestern garages are a cryogenic laboratory for the preservation of oddball Big Three “Malaise Era” physical culture.
Two lavishly produced paeans to how automakers worked to accustom Americans to an infinite buying cycle, unrelated to product improvement, consumer benefit, or need.
“The Batmobile actually runs, believe it or not. But it runs a little warm, because the studio didn’t intend that car to drive very far.”
This is what is known as an “Inverse Pyramid” story, where the corollary ends up dominating the ostensible topic. Come for the $490,000 McLaren 765 LT Spider drive, stay for the history of California smog.
Be cautious with checking the option boxes, and it will definitely remind you of the great German cars of the past.
“They said, women aren’t buying. I said, you’re not inviting them,” Sisson said emphatically. “Men show up, women need to be invited.”
Every single liability of diesel-powered school buses also makes them excellent candidates for electrification.
The Mercedes SL is the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
