The Pontiac Fiero

If you’re going to dress like the 80’s, you should drive like the 80’s - preferrably in something that might burn you to a crisp. Accessorize to the fullest. You’re not the real deal until you drive a comic “it’s not irony” irony car. Here’s a Fiero rundown that exceeds anything I will write on the subject. Excluded are the dangers posed by the Fiero: Easy decapitation, plastic body panels as death trap coating, and the car’s propensity for spontaneous combustion. I prefer not to sit on top of engines, and with the Fiero GT, you sat about four inches from GM’s 2.8 Liter rod-throwing garbage disposal. Set the world on fire, and have that Klaus Nomi-style arm band melted into your skin.