It's amazing how much refinement automakers are building into today's compact cars; especially when you consider they are direct descendants of the prosaic little econoboxes of the last third of the 20th century.
At exactly 8:29 p.m. on Nov. 6 — Election Night — an email alert popped up on my computer screen.
Cross a Toyota Prius sedan with a small SUV and what do you have?
Since 1995, the Times Free Press and the two premerger dailies here have together published 286 stories about water parks.
Sometimes ad campaigns for new cars are subtle, other times not so much.
As hurricane names go, Sandy is too soft for a killer storm. It's a name befitting a light-haired dog, maybe, or a girl cousin.
Nissan's redesigned 2013 Pathfinder is remarkably different than the outgoing model.
My two sons, ages 10 and 6, were both born in late October. Their Halloween-week birthday parties have always been a snap.
Wow. What's that gorgeous new car the neighbors down the street brought home this week?
When I returned from vacation last week, 2,348 emails were waiting in my inbox like baby chicks. Only 17 were important.
Quick: Think small SUV. Now, what leaps to your mind? Honda CR-V? Toyota RAV-4? Chevy Equinox? Ford Escape?
I hate the Dallas Cowboys.
The new Ford C-Max Hybrid, a compact wagon that gets 47 miles per gallon in the city, is sneaky cool.
The U.S. Census Bureau likes my family. I know this because they call us once a month. I get calls from a census lady who talks like she's from Bombay.
There is something about the full-throated howl of the Dodge Challenger R/T's Hemi engine that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up and dance.
Every couple of years some of the world-famous Rockettes come to Chattanooga on a publicity tour.
Most car companies worry about what a car looks like on the outside, hoping to lure buyers with love at first sight.
Sometimes the odds are against you. Only 3,142 people have ever climbed to the top of Mount Everest. Only 2,671 people have swum the English Channel. J. Stephen Conn, a 67-year-old retired minister from Pikeville, Tenn., set out 17 years ago to do something even more rare.
Sometimes you slide into the driver’s seat of a new car and it feels like slipping on your favorite ball glove.
I specifically scheduled "family fun" from 3 p.m. to 6 p.m. Monday afternoon. Alas, fun did not happen. In fact, the afternoon was something of a train wreck.
If you're pulling for a General Motors comeback, then watch sales of the new-for-2013 Chevrolet Malibu. The midsize sedan from GM's bread-and-butter Chevrolet division is a good bellwether for the company as a whole.
If the 2012 presidential election were a hurricane, Tennessee would be in the eye.
Today, we look at a sturdy work truck with the heart of a Lexus.
On any given day, there are about 120 patients at Moccasin Bend Mental Health Institute. Some stay only a few days; others remain for months. Most probably just want to get better and get out.
When I first laid eyes on this week's test car, a 2013 Ford Explorer Limited, I would have sworn it was jet black.
On a car ride home from Lowe's one night earlier this month, my 5-year-old son was in the back seat listening to a Lookouts baseball game on the radio.
The whole idea of a hybrid luxury sedan always has been a bit of an oxymoron.
I was sitting on the back porch eating an orange Popsicle last Sunday afternoon when I felt a curious sense of loss.
Sitting behind the wheel of the 2013 Audi A4 is an almost bionic experience. Your body feels magically melded to the car.
Jett Marshall, 6, is a sick little boy. One afternoon last week, Jett was curled up in a ball on a couch in his parents' Birchwood home, his hairless head sticking up through a blanket as he watched the Disney Channel.
If cars were movie characters, the new Cadillac XTS would be James Bond — smart, sinewy and sophisticated.
A recent article in The New York Times caught my eye. It was an op-ed piece with the headline: "Why Conservatives Are Happier Than Liberals."
One of my college roommates at Middle Tennessee State University drove a 1964 Dodge Dart with a push-button automatic transmission.
My wife is the surgeon in our family. Last week she removed both a splinter and a tick from my 5-year-old son's body. (She is also expert in pulling teeth, trimming blisters, clipping toenails and treating open wounds.)
When you think of great midsize cars, what comes to mind? Toyota Camry? Nissan Altima? Ford Fusion?
Rachel Creamer, a young mother of four, was making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for her children one day last winter when she heard her mother-in-law screaming outside.
Watch out Toyota Camry, there's a new midsize contender in the ring.
The descent from riches to rags can be punishing. One year, Doug House said, he was living the middle-class dream making chicken Parmesan for customers at his restaurant in Mason City, Iowa.
Jeep's Grand Cherokee has always been a pace car in the race to build a better SUV.
DeeJay Mizzell, a young mother of four, says she hasn't used her dining room table for months.
Note to broker: Buy more Ford stock.
Fathers have influence without trying.
Who's in the mood for an open-air ride?
First Wesleyan Church on Shallowford Road has a space problem. There's too much of it.
Twenty years ago, a Volvo was a lock box on wheels -- safe but stodgy.
When I was a boy, we did not need pre-K because we did not have K.
Kelly Infiniti sales manager Hank Brown knows that he has a winner on his hands when customers line up to take a test drive. That's what's happening with the new Infiniti JX, the first luxury vehicle ever built in Tennessee.
On Monday, I took my car in for service and got a ride to work in the dealership's shuttle van.
You can't just order up a perfect day. A perfect day is a winged creature with a mind of its own.
Give me a car that zips while it sips.