This is the 1986 Toronado. It should instead have been the 1987 or 1989 Mercury Cougar. Stay with me here.
The Cougar started with covered lights. Change the logo and (maybe) reorient the linear pattern to vertical. Or not.
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What to drive for a week while mom’s Zephyr is in the body shop. Again.
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I love this car. Even more than O.G. Fred’s ’87. Why? Because it’s all business:
- The fake scoop is for air cleaner clearance. It gets enough air through the gaping, no-style nose hole.
- The fake vents are stupid. But, they were stupid in 1979. Why spend money to fix something that ain’t broke? Spend it on better shocks, better brakes – all the upgrades over the ’83-84s
- The Fairmont dash is too ugly to be anything except a functional piece.
- Speaking of fake – no fake brake cooling. The ’87s looked cool, like it took most of the SVO’s best features and ran with it, but there was a lot of style that lacked substance, like the rear skirt that was more of an air brake than ground effects.
So no offense, but this is better.
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This is the 1986 Dodge Omni GLH Turbo. GLH stood for goes like hell, and by 1980s standards, it did. We have a soft spot for these awful Rabbit imitators. Yes, they were giant pieces of shit, designed and built by the same people who brought you the Aspen. Yes, side by side, it was Blatz beer to the VW’s Beck’s. Still… Continue reading “Acid Flashback: Little Brother”
Not to be a jerk, but weren’t the 1960s over by 1986? Were the Black Panthers still a thing? Have they re-become a thing in the intervening 26 (yikes) years and we just missed the memo? I only ask because just look at this thing. It started out looking like this:
Then, the spray cans attacked…
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