Winding It Up. The Year, That Is.(Column)(Column)

Byline: Rich Ceppos I just got back from slithering around the wintry streets of Detroit in an Aston Martin DB7 Vantage Volante. The one with the drop-top that I didn't. Four hundred and twenty under hood. And an exhaust so blaring and flatulent I can't imagine how it sneaked past the federal noise nannies without getting sent to detention. The shark-nosed chariot was the perfect holiday dessert to a year's automotive feast. As we complete another lap around the sun I once again find myself glancing into time's rearview mirror. Luckily, I don't see any flashing lights-though ...