Some weeks in Phoenix make you want to gouge your eyes out with forks. Today’s villain: the 1978 Oldsmobile Cutlass Salon.
GM’s answer to the age old question: how much DO we hate our dealers? The good news is that they only produced about 17 of them before switching to the tolerable, conventional-looking notchback sedan. The corresponding bad news? All of the survivors appear to be located in Tempe, fouling my commute.
The irony here? I could not catch up to this turtle.*
*Thanks, Dept of Public Works, for the construction bottleneck. On an open road, I could toast this guy in first gear with the parking brake on.