Someone in a company vehicle here (crossoverish thing) hit a raccoon a while back and, after viewing the damage, we were pretty sure it was made of concrete.

I think your last sentence nails it. There is no money to be made in being a fake news leftie, but there is a shitpile of cash just waiting for any and seemingly every right-wing, tinfoil-hat-wearing wingnut republican(ish) clown out there with a microphone and a webcam.

So, the producers asked for and got free beer?
What’s the problem with that? Isn’t that every backyard mechanic’s favorite beer?

Looking for a three-row vehicle in 2008, we test drove a Tribeca—though I believe it was past the era of the B9 with the WWE championship belt on the hood—and while it technically had three rows, the third row was for legless midgets only and the second row was well compromised because of it.

The packaging was…

But, it’s also not that interesting to drive on, especially compared to some other tracks. Sure, it’s got some technical turns, but there are, what? Seven turns?

But given the depressed state of real estate around there, its value as anything other than a track becomes somewhat diminished and then it blights the landscape if nothing happens there.

This turn of events, however, seems pretty bad, unless someone buys it for pennies on the dollar in the next couple of weeks. I…

Quite literally the word I used when I saw that headline this morning: insane.

Modifieds have a pretty good following in New England, that’s for sure. One of my brothers was trying to get his car up to snuff to enter in a couple of the mod tour races, but remains local for now—assuming Waterford stays open, of course.

Palmer looks cool, but I have not had the chance yet to visit.

I ran the road course there last year, though it’s obviously very different from the original. I hope I’m not a cretin if I say that I really didn’t like it all that much. Caveat: Any time on the track is better than time off it, assuming you finish with the same, complete car you started with.

Thompson’s oval is pretty serious business. One of my brothers races there, too.

I have family that race at the Speedbowl. Financially, the place has been a mess for years. This guy, Bemer, bought it out of bankruptcy just a couple of years ago. The Speedbowl had been foreclosed on more than once in the past dozen years. I expected this guy’s reign to end in a similar financial morass, not this…

Maybe I’m an old (geesh, I didn’t think so until I looked at the calendar), but I get what Tesla is trying to do, in terms of breaking traditional paradigms—full electric luxury car, direct-to-consumer sales, beginnings of autonomous automobiles, etc.

However, there cars still have four doors, they still have four…

But you don’t need a giant iPad Pro attached to the dash to get OTA updates.

Why not just use an LCD panel in the traditional IP spot and a smaller screen on the dash for NAV/infotainment/something for the passenger to monkey around with?

I took five years of junior/high school French and could barely ask for a toothbrush on a class trip. Learning Spanish for me had a lot more motivation involved. At least for me. I’m pretty much fluent now. I still can’t understand certain people (I’m talking about you, island Spanish), but I can get around in Mexico…

Go to the community college and take a few semesters. You will be glad you did. She and her family will love you even more. Trust me.

On a related note, I sort of wish I had learned Spanish when I was in my teens instead of my 30s.

My wife is a native Spanish speaker; I am not. Her English is also better than almost anyone I know and I am a professional writer/editor.

I learned Spanish at an advanced enough age (well into my 30s) so that not only could I make her more comfortable at home, but I could also speak with her family when visiting with…

I think that means I just zeroed you out. Is it zero now or is Kinja just its usual fucked-up self?

Do you mean... the Flex?

65 hours by bus from New York to L.A? My, how travel has improved since I was a young lad.