Not funny, and it aint a head gasket, I checked every sign there is to check, the radiator cap for creamy foam, the oil dipstick, the compression, etc... The coolant is full in the overflow tank and the reservoir and isn't leaking at all! I got stopped by the cops yesterday because of the white smoke, I got a ticket and the cop said it is the most smoke he had ever seen in his life coming from a car! I am going to change out the spark plugs because I think one of them is burnt out... (it sounds like it is only running on 3 of the 4 cylinders... I love the car and all, but when you have stuff go wrong with it and when you have driven it only a week out of the almost 2 months that you have owned it, it aint cool, you start hating the car... my friends are trying to convince me to go american too (because of the extremely easy repair (compared to italian cars, my friend changed a head gasket on his Nomad in 5 hours), and dirt cheap parts): buy an old mustang (60s) with a 289 or a 6 cylinder, or a Dodge Charger (66-67) which I think is the most beutiful of the muscle cars (with a 318 or a 6 cylinder for good gas mileage) or a 67-68 Camaro with a 6 cylinder... all with 4 speeds (bah), but they get like 17-25mpg with those engines... I mean if the charger or mustang can handle like it did in "Bullit" (going 90-100mph on a San Francisco hill and making a 90* turn without even spinning out in the least) or in "Et Homme Et Une Femme" (A Man and a Woman), where the guy plays a race car driver for Ford France and drives a Mustang for the Monaco race going hella fast and even in the snow in some parts doing 180* turns and with amazing handling... I don't know how I will be able to live with myself if I give up and buy a car that is way easier to work on and where parts are dirt cheap... I mean I don't know how I can live without an Italian car, ITALIAN... I don't ask for much: An amazing design, at least 15mpg, good handling, somewhat good acceleration, must have vinyl or leather seats, must be a stickshift, must be RWD... I aint askin for much...