Changing a car battery used to be one of the cleaner bargains in home mechanics. Remove two terminals, undo the clamp, lift out the old battery and fit the new one. The clock might need resetting a
Whitewall tires have become visual shorthand for a particular kind of motoring glamour. Put them on a long Cadillac with chrome bumpers, tailfins and enough hood to host a family picnic, and the pi
The rear defroster has been running for several minutes. Most of the glass is clear, traffic behind the car has returned to recognizable shapes, yet one narrow stripe of fog remains stretched across t
Speed has become ridiculously easy to buy. A modern electric crossover can pin its passengers to the seats while carrying three children, a week’s shopping and a suspicious amount of sports equi
Set the cruise control to 70 mph and glance at the navigation screen. It may insist the car is traveling at 67. Increase the cruise setting to 71. GPS grudgingly moves to 68. The two displays can sp
For most of car history, one assumption sat underneath everything. There would be a driver. Not just in the vague philosophical sense. Physically. Literally. A person in a seat, looking forward
Leasing a car has this annoying habit of making smart people act like they understand things they absolutely do not. You sit down at the dealership, someone starts talking in a calm, confident
Some misheard lyrics just become part of civilization. Nobody even argues about them anymore. They just live there forever, lodged in pop culture, passed from one generation to the next like a
There are a lot of specialty license plates out there. Too many, honestly. Some of them make perfect sense. Military plates, university plates, wildlife plates, charity plates, the usual stuff.
Car people love a comeback story. Give a nameplate twenty years in the grave, hint at a revival, throw a teaser online, and suddenly half the internet starts acting like an old badge alone is