Click to view GalleryThis isn't meant for L.A. It's too rough, too noisy, too harsh, and too low. Its clutch engagement is stupendously stiff (after 10 minutes of crawling along I-405 North, your left leg burns with lactic acid buildup) and its gigantic six-piston front brakes hurl you at the windshield with every slight pedal tap. Let's not forget about that 3.8-liter flat-six. The entire car