Car of the Week: 1972 Honda Z600 – Old Cars Weekly. A million years ago, there was a car dealer called University Lincoln Mercury. Innocuous building, two doors down from the Minute Market. Used cars were sold out of a trailer on a dirt mound in the middle of the lot. Behind the dirt mound, […]
Nostalgia factor: 3/10 – Ahh, memories – mostly not mine.
Baseline: 0, since I never personally owned one. +1 because mom had one, +1 because that one was a crazy moonwagon instead of an ordinary hatchback, -1 because it didn’t have a radio – stupid Honda made you choose from dealer installed extra cost radios and mom simply wouldn’t fork over an extra dime, +1 because I stole borrowed it to visit Madonna while mom was away, +1 because it led to a Wixom sexathon, +1 because for 20 years, including my entire marriage, banging her was the best sex ever, Read More
there was a time when Honda was on fire, and could do (almost) no wrong. The gen 1 Civic was like a little cherry bomb lobbed into a Weight-Watcher’s convention… And this gen2 Civic was huge step forward; now instead of wearing a Civic like a badge of honor, one could now actually step into it and think of it as a legitimate car.
Somewhere in the wasted haze of being 20 something, I decided that maybe shit jobs at the car wash and the BK lounge were not all that satisfying. Pod and OG were finishing college. Phid’s college career was as off the tracks as mine, but we had community college bullshit. His job at one restaurant […]
This was in the same neighborhood, on the same steet as the pea soup Aztek. It’s the art district of Phoenix. What can we conclude? besides artists are dumb asses temporarily deprived of their aesthetic vision when it comes to cars.