As with most things, by the time the people at GM got tired of putting out fires with the Fiero, it was actually a pretty decent car, far removed from its clunky, under-performing and vaguely dangerous predecessors. The 1988 Pontiac Fiero GT was a fun car to drive, and pretty nimble and agile once you got it going. One of its worst traits, as far as I remember, was that the steering was unassisted and incredibly heavy when stopped – for parking, for example, but once you got it going, the car handled well, and since your butt was hanging mere inches – literally – off the roadway, it made for an exciting, kart-like drive.
This is not a picture of the one I used to drive, but close enough, color and everything. Driving this in winter was also particularly entertaining, with no winter tires. Because of the weight of the engine on the driving – rear – wheels, it was better than expected, but the extremely limited ground clearance meant that you could get stuck in a couple of inches of snow.