The term “economy size” can mean different things depending on context. If you’re talking about cars or airplane seats, it means small. But if you’re talking about dish detergent or cat litter or something, the economy size is the big one. That doesn’t have much to do with today’s choices; I just always thought it was strange.
Now, about yesterday: It’s not that I have any particular fondness for the Dodge Stratus, in either coupe or sedan form. But I do believe in letting people enjoy things, and not yucking someone else’s yum for no reason other than to get attention. I felt compelled to defend not only a perfectly serviceable car, but also anyone who loves it, for whatever reason. We’re pro-car here, and to me that means any car, used in any way. (Except that street-takeover crap; those guys can get bent.)
Of course the white Stratus was the better deal. That goes without saying. I wish the dealership selling the red car all the luck in the world; they’ll need it. At half the price, it would still be a decent beater for someone, but for more than five grand, there are much better options out there. Even I will concede that. In both cases, I hope these cars find new owners who take them on awesome adventures and create a bunch of cherished memories. That’s what makes a car great.

You know how some fast food restaurants will sell you any size drink you want for the same price? That’s kind of what we’re doing here. Three thousand bucks, your choice, big or small. They both have their pros and cons. Let’s take a look so you can make your choice.
1979 Mercury Cougar XR-7 – $3,000

Engine/drivetrain: 302 cubic inch OHV V8, three-speed automatic, RWD
Location: Riverside, CA
Odometer reading: 81,000 miles
Operational status: Runs and drives well
There wasn’t much to like about American cars from the late 1970s. Build quality was crap, and horsepower numbers were pathetic. But there is a category of car that thrived during this time, and it’s a category that I for one miss: the personal luxury coupe. To hell with speed, handling, or economy; these things were all about comfort and presence. This Cougar XR-7 is a classic example of the breed, both the good and the bad.

This car is powered by a 302 cubic inch V8 rated at – wait for it – 134 horsepower. It weighs two tons. You do the math. Gearing is probably not on its side either; in these days before overdrive automatics became commonplace, most cars had very tall final drive ratios to keep the revs down on the highway and improve economy. If you’re looking for acceleration, look elsewhere. It does seem to be reliable, though; the seller says it was just driven across the country with no problem. It leaks a little oil, but I’d be more surprised if it didn’t.

The interior is where these old land yachts really shone, and this one is in surprisingly good shape. It has some cracks in the steering wheel rim, like all old Fords of this era, and the plastic seat backs are faded to pink, but the upholstery is in good condition and the seats look comfy. The air conditioning needs some help, though; the compressor kicks on, but it doesn’t get cold. Sounds like a good time to do an R-134a retrofit.

The paint is absolutely shot, but it only has a little rust – where else? – along the bottom edge of the vinyl top. All those things do is ruin styling and trap water. I will say this for it, though: it wears its age well. Some cars just look like hell with faded paint, but this one manages to look dignified.
1992 Ford Festiva GL – $3,000

Engine/drivetrain: 1.3-liter OHC inline 4, three-speed automatic, FWD
Location: Kissimmee, FL
Odometer reading: 116,000 miles
Operational status: Runs and drives well
As a result of the same forces that neutered big cars in the late 1970s, small cars were popular throughout the next decade or so. Ford initially filled the small end of its lineup with the Fiesta, an import from Europe, then later with the Escort. But in 1988, a car even smaller than either of them came along: the Festiva. Designed by Mazda and built in Korea by Kia, the Festiva was the butt of a lot of jokes when it first appeared. But then a funny thing happened: it turned out to be a pretty damn good little car.

I always forget that the Festiva was even available with an automatic transmission. Most of them have a four- or five-speed manual, which makes a lot more sense for a tiny car like this. But us Americans will do almost anything to avoid having to use a clutch; I think the only small cars of this era not available with an automatic were the Yugo and the VW Fox. This automatic is only a three-speed, but that’s probably for the best. An overdrive gear would probably just bog down. The seller says it runs and drives well, and is driven daily.

Yes, it has those silly automatic seat belts. For the first couple of years, the Festiva had regular manual shoulder belts, but it also had a carbureted engine. This one is fuel injected, but it has annoying seat belts. Pick your poison, I guess. Since it’s the fancy GL model, it has air conditioning, but the seller says it needs a recharge – and, of course, a repair on whatever’s leaking that causes it to need to be recharged.

Outside, it’s a little dull and dinged-up, but it looks decent enough. The tinted windows are annoying, but not surprising in Florida. And it wears larger wheels than standard; I can’t place them, though. Late ’90s Honda or Mazda, maybe? In any event, the wheel swap probably makes it easier to find tires. The original 12- or 13-inch tires are almost nonexistent these days.
The funny thing about these two cars is that in a drag race, it would probably be a dead heat. The Cougar would use about four times as much gas doing it, but it would be a hell of a lot more comfortable. It’s all about what you want from a car, I guess. Are you more of a big floaty boat person, or a tiny little go-kart fan?









I’m voting for the Cougar because I had one almost exactly like it. Except it was only 6 years old when I bought it and in really good shape. No power but it would cruise at 75 all day and had the best A/C I’ve ever had.
$3K is way too much for either of these.
The Festiva reminds me of a reverse Blues Brothers’ “it’s got a cop motor…” routine. “It’s got automatic belts, an automatic tranny…” but not much else. Including a radio anymore.
Mostly true. But there is the 1989 model year, where the Festiva had regular manual belts, AND fuel injection, but only for the auto trans model.
I can’t see a world (even a fake internet world) where either of these would be an attractive option, so Imma call in sick.
I’d buy the Cougar and then immediately drive over to where The Festiva is located, buy it and place it in the trunk of the Cougar! 😉
I really want to like the Festiva,but it should never be allowed to be an automatic,sorry. And I kind of dig the Cougar,even if it’s slow as fuck and beat.
Cougar. I love big two doors and comfort is king. I wish everyone could experience Ford power steering of that era. It’s so over-assisted that you could turn the wheel by breathing on it. Scary but hilarious.
Oh yes, the wheel may be connected to the tires by wet linguine.
If the Festiva was a manual, I’d be all over it. At least the Cougar is meant to have an auto.
Festiva. I got my grandmother’s after she passed (with the three speed auto, auto seatbelts, and FI).
It could haul a 36″ Sony Trinitron TV in the back (with room for my full size spare, tool box, and oil catch pan). It was a good laugh after the Best Buy folks said “pull around your truck”.
Put the auto in second and leave it for up to 6″ of snow with the floorboards scraping the snow.
The Mercury. One, my mother would love it as she had one of a similar vintage as a teenager. Two, I already have an air-cooled Beetle, and I don’t need another tiny car. But I’ve always wanted a land yacht.
Festiva but need to bring a tame Florida man as it’s in the heart of Florida man territory maybe a glade neck so the Florida man selling knows the score. Said Florida man or glade neck will instinctively tap on the hood asking “how much is this $500 car” repeatedly until the seller comes back to reality. Because a $3k it is not.
i believe those wheels are from a 6th gen accord
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I though Honda as well, but I was thinking the early HR-Vs. But those may be 5 bolt so maybe not?
6th gen 4 cyl Accord for sure (the V6 models were 5 lug wheels). HR-V have always been 5 lug wheels
If the Festiva was a manual, I would’ve chosen it. But if I’m forced into an automatic, I’ll take the car where it makes more sense and do my best Uncle Buck impersonation.
When I was a kid my Dad had a five speed Festiva that eventually got passed on to my brother who would drive me and my little sister to and from school in. He had subs in the back and of course had the radio blasting every day we were leaving school, shook and rattled the whole car like crazy! I’ll always remember that car fondly though, from Dad getting almost 50 mpg out of it while my brother could barely crack 35, it allegedly being flipped on its side by said brother and his friends who then all got together and put it back upright and continued on to a party, to Dad fixing it up when it was time to sell it and had those little steel wheels gleaming in beautiful silver paint. The ole car went to someone who needed cheap wheels and it went on to serve them well for many years. All this to say I picked the Mercury, my love for 70’s and 80’s big American cars overrides this nostalgia but had this Festiva been teal with a 5 speed, it’d be a much harder decision.
Festiva, but I’m biased. My genetically-frugal family had three of them that we eventually sold to a coworker with three teenage drivers. I got the rear hatch almost closed on a cast-iron clawfoot bathtub and drove it two hours home on the interstate (80 mph = 4000 rpm) in the 4 speed manual. Would be looking out for an earlier 5-speed to swap the engine into though, just to get rid of the auto seatbelts. If you don’t instinctively put on a seatbelt in a Festiva, you have a death wish.
Festiva because tiny hatchbacks rule, and I don’t wanna hafta smog-test a carb’d car every two years.
I actually gasped at the size disparity between these two! But I went with the Cougar. They’re comfy and great highway cruisers. Just hope gas prices go back down. I drove a rental Festiva on a road trip in the ’90s; they’re probably better city cars.
That’d be some expensive highway miles I bet.
I once had a 78 T-Bird I crammed a 460 into, would do the same to the Cougar
Crammed? The engine bay on these could house a family.
The price would be right if the A/C worked in these cars. Inflation happens.
Neither of these is a car I’d want to drive very often. The Festiva is too small and junky and the Merc is too huge, slow, and gas-guzzling. Therefore, I’ll take the Cougar. If it’s driven rarely, then the gas mileage won’t really matter much, while the extra comfort and presence will.
There are no winners here. There is, however, a fitting choice for our new life under the thumb of kakistocracy. The crappy little tincan can be purchased and fueled under the declining economy and exploding oil prices, and it fits right in with the autocrat-imposed destitution of Hungary and Russia that we so desperately want to emulate.
In a multiverse that didn’t suck, I’d go for the Cougar. Wouldn’t be happy with the pollution and fuel use created by such poor engineering, but I’d survive an impact with a mailbox and the interior looks comfy and well-kept.
Fractionate the rich? Render Caesar unto hydrocarbons?!
With the way the cost of housing is going (Riverside, CA in particular) the Cougar is better for living in.
Festiva. I wish it was a stick, but the things are fun in a go-kart sort of way.
There’s a lot not to like about this particular Festiva, but I’d suck it up and get the AC fixed and have a bit of fun, and hope nothing hit me.
I’ve had plenty of experiences with big, dumb, lumbering American iron in the past and no desire to revisit them.
I would honestly take either. The Cougar could make a fun sleeper with a refreshed engine and an OD transmission.
I’m pretty sure that 302 could be helped a little!
Maybe, but the amount of work it would take to get a carburated, smog era 302 up to anything approaching modern specs seems like more effort than just yanking it and starting over.
As a bonus, don’t the emissions standards for the swapped engine then apply? Find a rusty Fox Mustang with a fuel injected 302, document the swap and not worry about getting an ancient smog carb 302 past emissions.
Not for me in Massachusetts. If it’s older than 18 years (16?) you no longer have to pass smog, only safety inspections. So I’m good to go with this dinosaur.
In truth, I would still at least put cats on it because I like things like breathing.
This is a particularly painful week for me. The shitbox is really hitting the fan.
And for the 100th time, these are all WAY overpriced! When will the market correct back downward?
The market must always go up Up UPPP!
Capitalism!
I read your comment in the appropriate voice to your avatar. Thanks for the extra entertainment this morning.
Happy to provide some levity!