Frankfurt, Germany is about 6,000 miles from LA. As you guys know, I’ll go anywhere for kick ass car spotting. To be honest, I was in Germany to attend the Automechanika show– which was a ball. But I’ll tell you all about that later. First and foremost, I can’t wait for you to see what happened when I ran around the city looking for Frankfurter car culture. Here are the Cliff Notes:
*trikes are universally lame
*kick ass wagons are everywhere
*parking rules are different over there
*Caddys aren’t for grandpas anymore
*Greek wheels are awesome
¨And last but not least, whatever you do, don’t let anyone touch your Punto. Watch this and it will all make sense, danke schön:
So what’s the price of gas in Germany?
I dunno. I don’t speak metric.