I don’t do much car-blogging. I’ve never been a gearhead, and I’ve never believed that I “should be driving” a fancy sportscar or luxury sedan. I drive a Honda Element.
Or, as BusinessWeek put it in its review of the new Asian street gang version of the Element, I drive a “boxy trucklet,” the “automotive equivalent of a cardboard box on wheels,” a “cube-on-wheels” “with aerodynamics only slightly better than a concrete slab.”
Which is to say: guilty as charged.