This unassuming building is like Mary Poppins’ bag for Mercedes-Benz vehicles. If you’ve got a Mercedes of any vintage, you can get any factory part you need from the Classic Center–literally.

If I was in charge at Ford or GM, I’d re-open one or two of those recently closed factories, make the UAW happy by calling a few thousand folks back to work, and have ‘em start dismantling cars.

Adult life is full of difficult questions, like “who am I?” and “Why am I here?” Folks much smarter than you and I have been working on those for centuries, and they aren’t much closer to finding the answers. On the other hand, TomTom is happy to provide the answer to what is often an equally difficult query: “Where am I?”

The weather is about the same: Chicago in February is just as terrible as Detroit in January, if not worse. The difference is in the attitude. Where Detroit is about Serious Business, Chicago’s much more relaxed.

The air is filled with the scent of fresh carpet and brand-new rubber, and one has to keep an eye out to avoid being knocked over by a busy Teamster or a German guy with a SteadiCam.

This is the Mountain Dew of RVs. Flip the latches at the back, lower the door into a ramp and it’s easy to see what makes the Surge different; this 27′ towable RV is carrying its own garage.

This modern, compact Class C RV combines a small footprint and good fuel economy with comfortable accommodations for four and reasonably comfortable driving dynamics. Could this be the best of both worlds?

Say “Winnebago” and most folks will picture a motorhome before they think of the Native American tribe from which the company takes its name. The recreational vehicle (RV) manufacturer’s name is almost as synonymous with its product as Xerox or Kleenex.

The North American International Auto Show has been a part of my life since I was a child, and it depresses me to watch it die.