Yeah, the first five letters.

I had the dubious pleasure of driving a Pacer for a few days whilst mine was in the shop. It was like driving an inverted bathtub, one with windows and a suspension system made of partly cured Jell-O. Change lanes and twenty seconds later it was still rocking back and forth, as if on mysterious ocean swells that wouldn't go away. Five minutes in that car and I wanted to retch. From the motion, mostly, but the rest from the design. My god what ugly cars! Where the Pacer and Gremlin were concerned, I can assure you that fine line is the dotted one between 'hideous' and 'bizarre'.

I never drove a Marlin, but that guy in the pic is running the wrong direction. I dunno, maybe he's being chased by a Gremlin.

Oh wait. They don't go that fast.

Trust me, a Gremlin X was incredibly fast when the good folks at AMC stuffed a 304 V8 under the hood. Not a good daily driver, but if you wanted to light up tires and blast from stop light to stop light this was an interesting (but not stylish) option.