I really wanted to like your little sports car, Mr. Lutz, but instead I feel let down. The basics are there: The engine's great, the chassis is rock solid, and the steering and suspension are first rate. But the rest of it just feels junky. Why is the interior so cheap? Why does the transmission rattle like it's full of beer bottles, and why is the shifter so stiff? Why is opening and closing the top such a joke? The original Viper could ask such compromises because of its rich-man's-toy nature. The Solstice is priced like a real car for regular people, but it comes up short whenever you ask it to be anything more than just a plaything. – Keith Buglewicz