Some of history’s wildest European cars are hopelessly complicated pieces of mechanical art that no mere mortal should own. Or, at least, you shouldn’t own unless you tow a trailer filled with cash and own a lift.
One of those cars is the Volkswagen Touareg V10 TDI, which has a 5.0-liter V10 twin-turbo diesel engine that’s so notoriously difficult to repair that even a renowned VW expert struggled with it. Another example is perhaps the Bugatti Veyron EB 16.4, because if the V10 TDI wasn’t enough of a challenge, how about a W16 with four turbos, 10 radiators, and is probably worth more than your life insurance policy.
You know a V10 is scary when our resident V10 fan doesn’t want anything to do with it, from V10omous:
Putting this engine next to a million 350 small blocks is a perfect encapsulation of who won WWII and why.
I also love how our community is full of experts on subjects that probably rarely come up in real life, like Aron9000 here:
I was thinking comparing the v10 VW to the 6-71 2 cycle Detriot Diesel would have been the more apt metaphor. Since that engine actually did fight on the front lines and kicked some kraut ass.
Adrian wrote about the best cars to have if you’re a goth. I love how much thought went into bomberoKevino’s response:
I get that the PT cruiser was a joke, but it points to a real need for an accessible, practical alternative, especially for goths inconveniently encumbered with gothlings (gargoyles, spawn, what’s the mot juste here?). Nominating the Lincoln MKT:
-amply available used in triple black in the Town Car trim
-just the right whiff of hearse without being a hearse (although it did get converted ).
-in my opinion: looks good at first but if you look too long it makes you depressed and vaguely uncomfortable.
Have a great evening day, everyone!
Oh wow! Going to put this on my resume and re-apply to be a goth. I suspect Adrian will say that polishing my resume is just more evidence I’m not goth but fingers crossed anyway. That was a very fun article and comment section btw!
encumbered with gothlings (gargoyles, spawn, what’s the mot juste here?)
Children of the night?
So, what are they if their parents are are part of the checked-oxford-shirt and New Balance crowd?
Perpetually embarrassed.
Describes my kids to a tee.
No matter what! A few years ago I heard a guy being interviewed on the radio and he was telling a story about his kids being embarrassed by him singing when he dropped them off at school. Now I get that in some cases this may be embarrassing but the guy being interviewed was Bruce Springsteen.
He may be The Boss to the rest of us, but to his kids he’s just Dad.
Overscheduled