I never expected that in my lifetime, I would want a Hyundai. I’ve driven four in my lifetime: a 1988 Excel three-door hatch that fogged mosquitoes out with all of the burned oil, a 1989 Sonata that looked like a meth-lab refugee and could not go over 40 MPH, a 1992 Scoupe Turbo that was […]
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