Red ’92

Is this it? The last Prizm GSi left? Based on the junkyard-provided beauty shot, it may as well be. Continue reading “Red ’92”

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Buyer Beware

Just a quick note to get a couple of things out of the way – we are under no delusion that the Geo Prizm GSi is some sort of ultra-desirable status symbol that is a prime example of rampant car fakery. It’s not a rare muscle car, a one-of-a-handful brass-era machine – it’s an early 90’s subcompact that happens to be built in relatively few numbers.

That said, there is still opportunity for people to take advantage of an uneducated public. In a quest to make this site the central place for Prizm GSi knowledge, we present the following.

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To See and Be Seen

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Having ridden a motorcycle for a while now, the concept always rattling around in my brain has been, “drivers can’t see you.”  Magazines, training programs and a rider’s general experiences all reinforce that idea – motorists, while not intentionally trying to kill you, are intentionally trying to kill you. So the rider always tries to figure out a way to be more visible – lane positioning, headlights and high beams, screaming zonker yellow body suits, the like.
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White ’90 Hatchback

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Hatchback alert!  And oh, how your editors wish it were better than this.  Despite the horrible photography, it’s pretty easy to surmise that this ride is destined for the scrapheap very soon indeed.  Without even seeing what sins that blue spray paint may hide, the Craigslist location in Ohio will certainly give a hint.  There’s rust visible even in the dark photos and I would assume, in many, many other places as well.  It’s rare, yes, but also quite done. Continue reading “White ’90 Hatchback”

Red ’92

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Joy to those who live in the Inland Northwest – while Seattle and Portland seem to have their share of interesting old cars that have escaped the tin worm due to un-salted winter roads and mild sunshine that doesn’t bake interior plastics – just over a mountain or two are the somewhat forgetten hinterlands of eastern Washington, home of similar, but even cheaper cars. Continue reading “Red ’92”