Listen very carefully, everyone: two-tone paint jobs look terrible. Your car should be only one color.
During the first round of practice for the U.S. Grand Prix, I stood on a grassy hill about 50 feet from Turn 1 and had a lovely chat with a Jalopnik reader at just above room-level volume as the cars blasted past us. Neither of us wore earplugs. Last year, that would have been impossible.
I'm going to start this piece off with a confession: I don't really like Ferrari all that much.
The Fiat 500 is stylish, fun to drive, great on gas and hilariously easy to park. It's one of the best small cars currently on the market. So why is Fiat continually so bad at advertising it to U.S. audiences?
From Doug DeMuro: So I'm walking around cars and coffee the other day, minding my own business, taking in all the sights, checking out a row of Nissan 370Zs that look identical to one another except for the color and placement of their Stance Nation window decals, and that's when I see it: the Jaguar F-Type Coupe.
Thanks to the marketing geniuses of the world, we now live in an age where words don't actually mean anything anymore. Four-door sedans and SUVs are now "coupes" and cars have "DNA" instead of just common styling. But no word is as misused, overused, and utterly meaningless as the word "dynamic."
The "Sport Mode" button: Useless or fantastic? In this era where every function on your car is regulated by a computer, they have become an almost ubiquitous presence on everything from humble economy cars to high-end luxury and sports cars. But do they really add anything to the car?
Listen: automotive awards are bullshit. Total, utter, complete, foul-smelling bullshit. They're bullshit whether they're compiled by insurance companies, safety groups, and most of all by automotive journalists. Case in point: the 2015 Hyundai Genesis was just named "Car of Texas."
Thank god for the world's marketing departments. Without them, who would tirelessly work to ruin the English language? The latest salvo comes from retail analysts at HSBC, who have coined a new term that makes my brain bleed brain-blood: "Yummies." It's only a matter of time before we see it in the car world.
I'm a Mini Cooper S owner. I like it because it's small. That's why I can't decide how to feel about the longer, six-door Mini Clubman Concept that just debuted in Geneva.
I used to have this theory that every car was made better with a convertible top. I know, handling and structural rigidity, blahblahblah, but for normal driving on a day with good weather, nothing beats the sun and the wind.
Oh hey, look. Another day, another news report about a new Mazda RX-7 that's in the works, for real, and is really gonna hit the streets and be sold to actual humans in just a few years. Really. Seriously!
I've got a bone to pick with you, America. And this time it's not over the usual reasons like drone strikes, credit default swaps, various Kardashians, or how the breakfasts at IHOP don't look nearly as appetizing as the photos in the menus. It's over the cars you chose to buy in 2013.
Like most of you, I watched the rant by Popular Science editor and Millennial Dave Mosher about why he doesn't care about cars with a mix of horror and bewilderment. But the more I watched his rant, the more I realized that he's right about quite a few things.
"I sure do love it when YouTube videos have music that drowns out the sound of the Ferraris and Lamborghinis," said no one ever. And I do mean ever. I can't tell you how many videos we get on a daily basis that are ruined by horrible music.
This beautiful brown beast is the 2013 Ford F-250 Super Duty Platinum. It's gigantic. It's loaded down with luxury features like heated and cooled leather seats. Its turbodiesel V8 has more torque than God would have if God were a pickup truck. It costs $63,000. Everyone I met down in Texas was in love with it –…