Despite the 140,000 miles on Project Corrado's clock, the car continues to perform like a thoroughbred stud looking for somewhere to kick up its heels. There's nothing quite as euphoric as feeling as its hooves fight for purchase deep into second gear.
It's Friday night and Lisa starts playing "footsies" with me. She's got her special jammies on and that means one thing--I'm in for some action. Things are going well until I hear the unmistakable sound of a VR6 cruising up the street. Its tone is a bit differ
That U.S.-spec Corrados were born with lousy illumination is well known. I'd lived with it every night since Project Corrado found its way to my garage, albeit at a rather dangerous price. Given the higher performance direction my Corrado was taking, it was ti
I got a letter from a reader congratulating me on a fine choice in vehicles. Apparently, he, too, was a Corrado fan and, like me, wanted to see more of VW's last, true sports car. For the most part, the letter's tone was amicable, right up until the end, anywa
When the Corrado SLC was first introduced in the U.S., the general consensus was it was a great car--expensive, but very, very good. One journalist even went so far as to call it "one of the best front-wheel-drive cars ever."
I'd been ratted out by my own kids. Instead of tending the grill, I was sitting in the Corrado, rag in one hand, conditioning lotion in the other, buffing the leather to a dull sheen. The children watched as the teriyaki chicken burned until one screamed, "Dad