1984-86 Ford Mustang SVO

I usually go on and on about cars with big honkin’ V-8s in big American iron and leave the sporty little 1980s turbo coupes to my fellow bloggers. That’s probably the result of the era that I grew up in, where displacement was king and handling an afterthought, if that. Long hood, short deck, and no fewer than 8 cylinders of raw muscle, that’s for me, thankyouverymuch.

In a departure from my usual schtick, I shall now sing the praises of another of the forgotten Mustangs  and a true It Rolls special: a 4-cylinder turbocharged Mustang, the SVO (Special Vehicle Operations) made from 1984-1986. It was probably the closest the Mustang ever came to a European-style coupe in terms of execution and all-around performance. And, of course, in true It Rolls fashion, it pretty much went nowhere, too.


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The SuBAru Bi-drive Recreational All-terrain Transporter and the Chicken Tax

Which may quite possibly be the single longest post title in the history of It Rolls (I have personally directed several of our crack team of automotive researchers to drop everything they’re doing to check this out). In the meantime, we have here a little vehicle that has amused me greatly over the years, not only with its diminutive size compared to other big bad-ass pickups but by its being named after a sausage.

I saw most of these in the wild back in the late ’70s in Wisconsin which had, for some unfathomable reason (which the crack team of researchers will surely get to investigating next) a rather high concentration of Subarus. And BRATs. Well, and brats, too. Frankly, at the time I never gave them a whole lot of thought, except maybe to snigger at the name and wonder how cool it would be to ride in the jump seats in the back. Otherwise, they mostly slipped under my radar until fairly recently; I used to occasionally see them bouncing around the Seattle area (another hotbed of Subaru-dom) although not a single one in my short time in the Phoenix area.

I suppose if the El Camino is the Steve McQueen of cars, the BRAT would be the. . . .Ronald Reagan? Yes, there is a connection there which we shall see shortly. While this may not be the longest post in the history of It Rolls, it certainly is the. . . .wurst.

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An Ode to the Filling Station


This post originally appeared on Car Lust December 10, 2013

I decided to resurrect this post after Oregon recently decided to let its fair citizens pump their own gas for the first time since 1951. . .at least in certain counties with low populations. After all, what is more common, more unobtrusive, more benign than stopping for a couple of minutes to fill the old car up with gas?

I guess a lot of stuff, if you live in urban Oregon or New Jersey. But how did such a ubiquitous facet of daily life come into being in the first place?

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AMC Hornet: The Best Bond Car Ever

Note: I am posting this to honor the passing of Roger Moore in whose film this car appeared.

“He’s mad, I tell you, mad!”

No, I’m not. (“Denial! That’s the first sign!”) Friends and fellow car lovers, before you start composing angry emails to management berating them for letting a raving lunatic type his incoherent rantings into the blog, first lend me your eyes and allow me to make the case.


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What Did Jesus Drive (WDJD)?

Note: This post first ran at Car Lust, ermmm, many moons ago (I don’t remember the first time) and has appeared regularly at Easter.

A somewhat farcical question to be sure, but one that we here at Car Lust are more than JesusDrivingwilling to throw ourselves into with gusto. This post has as its ultimate source a small movement some years ago by environmentally-directed religious groups to get people out of their gas-guzzling SUVs and into smaller, more fuel-efficient vehicles. While the merits of this quest of theirs is beyond the scope of this post, it nevertheless spurred me to ponder the question: Just what did Jesus drive?

Admittedly, a small treatise on the wheeled vehicles present in the early 1st century AD Levant isn’t all that relevant to modern drivers. OTOH, it’s still (IMO) a useful exercise that may shed some light on our common wheeled heritage going back a bit further than the initial stabs at automobiles early in the preceding century. Besides, a little foray into ancient history never hurt anybody and it might add another small  dimension of humanity to the divine that many of us are celebrating this coming weekend.

So, come with me as we journey back 2,000 years to see what sort of wheels our Car Lusting forebears were perhaps drooling over and come at least a little closer to answering the age-old question of: What Did Jesus Drive?

(Yes, there are many potential answers. However, it should be obvious that if Jesus did come back today, He would certainly drive a 15-passenger Econoline van: room for the 12 Apostles, plus the two Marys, of course!)

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