He doesn't seem like the violent type. The producer probably had it coming.

We can only hope.

I wonder what Clarkson's reaction to all of this is .....

Your AC just needs a recharge!/s

On the side of the road, I danced like an idiot, shaking my legs, slapping my pant legs, etc. As I looked at the floor board on the driver's seat, there were quite a few ants left. I killed as many as I saw, and hopped back into the car and drove back to get another car. I'm glad I didn't get bit in the process.

I tried to share a personal story for this yesterday.

"To answer the question: I once got hit by a deer in my Civic in high school. No, I didn't hit a deer, I was hit BY THE DAMN DEER. Sitting at a red light next to a field about 5 minutes from my house, this suicidal bastard is running a full sprint out of the field to my right, and decides to pay no attention to the…

I once nailed the carcass of a deer. I was probably doing 75, it was late at night, somewhere in Jersey on the way to Easton, PA. I didn't slow down at all, and didn't stop. Next morning there was blood spattered up the side of my car and the exterior started to stink after a while.

I have a very similar story. I had just picked up my date for homecoming, which means I had all of 6 months of driving experience. As I am driving through the cul de sac, I notice what I thought was movement at the top hill adjacent to the road. Worried that I could be a child that may run down the hill, I slow the…

I remember seeing a far side comic once. I can't find it online now but it was two lines of armadillos on either side of a road chanting "Red rover red rover let Johnny come over..." and the caption said "Armadillo extreme games".

haha I had a dog run into the side of my car once. Was parked and he came flyin in from someone's yard full speed. He was fine and it left a pretty hilarious dog imprint in the dirt on the side of my car

Had a similar thing happen to me - except I was driving a 1980 VW Rabbit at the time. According to the reports of my parents (who were following me at the time), it just hurdled my car and continued on like nothing even happened. I never even saw the deer myself...

Drove one of these from Columbus to Miami and back for Spring Break. It was a miserable drive. The car wasn't at fault though.

No. But I almost miss those big early 90s conversion vans. You know the ones: blue velour captain seats, fake wood paneling everywhere, curtains, and a television with a VCR. My neighbors had one in the early nineties. Those were awesome.

You know low riders have been around since the 50's, right? Even with the hydraulic set up , some of them were low all day and all the time. Riding low isn't new, in fact, it's most likely older than you.

When I read self-congratulatory, pretentious comments like yours, it drives me to drink. You sound like SO MUCH FUN to be around. I bet you lack friends.

Some of us need to drink to make being around people like you tolerable.