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.