Even the legendary Italian sports car company whiffs once in a while,
and the first Ferrari Mondial was a big red disaster. Based on the 308
chassis, this large and relatively heavy 2+2 coupe had a mere 214 hp on
tap from its transversely mounted, mid-engine V8, and its
transistor-based electronics had more bugs than a Barstow motel
rollaway. Eventually, every single system would fail, not infrequently
accompanied by the smell of burning wires. The factory-authorized
service, meanwhile, was more like factory-authorized extortion. It
hasn't helped the Mondial reputation that it was one of the "cheap"
Ferraris, within reach of a reasonably successful orthodontist. Mondials
eventually got much better. They could hardly get worse.
What makes a car bad? Is it the car with the worst exterior styling? The most dreadful interior? The most uncomfortable ride? The least reliable/most poorly made? Or is it a dismal combination of all these factors? For our purposes, the worst car in the world is not only the vehicle that incorporates the most of these negative traits, but also more importantly, has no redeeming qualities of what makes a car great whatsoever.
Friday, December 11, 2015
1980 Corvette 305 "California"
Federal emissions requirements of the 1970s took a big neutering knife
to American muscle cars, and no car bled more than the Corvette. The
worst of it came in California — dang hippy librels! — where
stricter state regs required that the barely adequate 350 cu.-in.
smallblock in the 1980 Corvette be replaced with a wholly inadequate 305
V8, putting out 180 hp of pure shame. On top of that, the "California"
Corvette sucked its pitiful rivulet of horsepower through the straw of a
torque-sapping three-speed automatic transmission. That gave the
Corvette — the very totem of hairy-chest, disco machismo — acceleration
comparable to a very hot Vespa. These were dark days indeed.
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