Tell me about it. I was ungrayed pretty much everywhere (started on Jalopnik), then I was dumb enough to run CCleaner without removing the cookies from the cleaning list. Managed to save my username but became instant gray for what looks like always.

Tubbs drove a ‘64 - bigger fins, similar tonnage.

Rats - late as usual.

With Trump as the modern Lee Harvey Oswald.

Then there are ALL those old shows that used Mopar starters for Fords and Chevies - and, on more than a few occasions, Mopars using GM starters.

Now let’s see an overlay showing percentages of Dumbfuckistanis who are about to lose their health care.

1980: Been there, done that, replaced it with a ‘74 Coupe deVille.

That’s too easy. How about bringing banger racing to America?

Awww, don’t you want to just reach out and pet him and skritch him behind his pointy little ears? Assuming he’s stuck in there so well he can’t turn his head and bite your fingers off.

R.I.P. Raul Rodriguez of Fiesta Floats - I got to ride on one of his magnificent creations back in ‘87.

You just know the WAM community is in drooling ecstasy over that cover...

Wait till we get Teen Mom: The Next Generation in about 13 years.

Or cast him in the next revival production of Equus.

Reverse bukkake?

The best justice money can buy.

Or as it will be portrayed in Esquire’s “Dubious Achievements of 2017":

Nobody messes with Olivia.

Well, he was once caught flipping a semi-bird on Match Game:

Eat the cookie dough and then get sick all over their living room rug. A noble sacrifice.