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Posts By: Steven Lang
Well, I nearly died today.
I was driving on a winding one lane road, when a silver mid-2000’s Dodge Ram Club Cab broke through the double yellow, and swerved halfway into my lane.
My car was a 7 year old Toyota Corolla, and if it weren’t for a last split-second swerve, I would have been dead. No question about it.
No premium or power nuttin’.
All yours for $12,800 before fees, tax, tag, title.
Dear Mr. Lang,
Your most recent article put the final nail in the C4 coffin for me and for that, I’m everlastingly grateful.
The VW GTI is but a distant infatuation, another foolish pleasure set aside.
Onward to the Infiniti M35.
There a few things I can’t wrap my mind around these days.
Take for example, Zipcar. The car sharing firm that supposedly offers the Millenial vibe, is actually run by the
old GM dumping ground for unpopular vehicles established rental company Avis.
That’s not a bad thing at all. Long story short, the opportunity for Zipcar to buy and manage vehicles at Avis procurement levels makes what was once a pipe dream, financially realistic. Avis gets to expand their fleet with minimal overhead costs (the two companies share the same vehicle fleet), and Zipcar gets to focus on expanding the idea of car sharing.
The problem for me is that the economics of car sharing under a corporate umbrella is still a bad idea for 99% of the folks out there.
I always tell folks that they should try to hit em’ where they ain’t.
Want a Camry? Look at a Mazda 6 first.
A Prius C? One of my personal favorites. But I still have a soft spot for far cheaper closeout models like the Mazda 2 and Ford Fiesta. You may also wind up enjoying them a lot more in the long run.
That final year of a model’s run can sometimes provide that unique, one-time steal of a deal that would put today’s popular car to shame. There is a unique value quotient that frequently can’t be replicated with the brand new stuff, once rebates and slacking consumer demand start chipping away at the true cost of purchase.
So speaking of new cars…
I am pacing back and forth in a 200 square foot wooden building that I had exchanged for a 1996 Volvo 850 sedan back in 2008.
“What the hell am I going to write about? I know nothing about racing! Zip!”
“Well Steve, maybe we can arrange for a few interviews.”
“Would they be racers?”
“Owners? Hookers? How about the guy who fires the gun?”