Although she claimed to love her diesel-engine car, she always complained about it (which should have given me a clue about marriage). The Mercedes was smelly, hard to start — when the engine was cold, you had to wait for the glow plugs to heat the combustion chamber — and it chug-chug-chugged. This was not the car to bring to a bank robbery.
The above is from an NYT review of new diesel cars which, the car reviewer (I kid you not) quoted above happily says is now an obsolete view.
And we are waiting for these antediluvians to take the lead on global warming.
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