The Hoonigans simply can’t seem to do any wrong.
The Hoonigans simply can’t seem to do any wrong.
Hell, Little Brad could have made a “going postal” joke and no one would have said “boo”.
I was a weird kid I guess never was a fan of the EB110, now the XJ220 that was cool.
Ya know, it’s possible to be both economically depressed and racist.
People in Miami? People who ship their car to London “for the summer?”
What does it look like upside down in a ditch on fire?
Just how in the heck did it even get up there? I mean, the median is like half as tall as the Kei. It’s like finding a turtle on top of a parking lot stop or my friend’s GF on an exercise bike. Baffles the mind.
Why would you put a photo for the front of a Mustang in the lede photo for an article about British auto manufacturing? (I’ll see myself out...)
Only if it was built in 1938.
“We look at, how does the car work together,” some random aftermarket tuner said. “What is the chassis balance, what is the powertrain for that, and where we landed on that—900hp 2Jz swap provides us with the best combination of vehicle power and acceleration to the weight and chassis.”
The fox agrees:
“212 HP? What kind of gas mileage is it getting?”
Counterpoint take: Maybe the 13B-MSP implementation was where a very, very bad idea finally went to die?
It’s a... *drum roll*...
No one gives a shit about any of this, lol. You’re an idiot if you think I’m really desperate to get my fuckin views heard on the comments of this blog about cars
“It skied down the mountain; you did not”