Doug DeMuro is the kind of guy who reviews a car by spending 12 minutes explaining the cupholders, 6 minutes admiring the hazard-light button, and only then casually mentioning, “Oh yeah, it also has an engine, I guess.”
Doug DeMuro is the kind of guy who’d buy a supercar just to show you the quirk where the glovebox politely curtsies when it opens.
Doug DeMuro is the kind of guy who gets more excited about a weirdly shaped key fob than most people do about their own children.
Doug DeMuro is the kind of guy who describes a 0–60 launch as “adequate,” but loses his mind when he discovers a hidden storage cubby that can fit exactly one granola bar.
Doug DeMuro is the kind of guy who’s turned “quirks and features” into a lifestyle—one storage hook, tiny sun visor, and bizarre parking brake at a time.
