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There are an awful lot of autoracks sitting around the Toledo area rail yards at present. My one friend in California says there are a lot of them near his parents house (LA Area) sitting empty and they haven’t moved for some time. 

I just googled “railracks” and the results don’t even mention rail cars like..

I’m with her when it comes to Cilantro, Arugula, licorice and the Monte(Not a fan of any Monte, but those later ‘70's cars were just awful). The rest I totally disagree with. I like coconut just fine. Really high percentage dark chocolate I will pass on, but don’t hate. Yes, I am a supertaster. My “top of the yuck

I caught some neighbor doing that with my friend’s dog once. It was not the first time he was caught doing it. My friend’s sister caught him the first time. When I saw it happening, I said, “Jesus Rich!, WTF?”, and he jumped to his feet, and screamed, “NOOOO! It’s not what you think!”. His explaination was just a

My dad was an older one, he was 43 when I was born. He drove “old man” cars, always, but he liked them fast. Real fast. He had a couple of problem plagued T-Birds with 390's in them that had been cammed and other work done on them. They were fast, but totally unreliable, both blew head gaskets before they made it

A friend of mine leased a condo for a year while his new house was being built. He and his wife had two assigned parking spots. A few months after they moved in, the management/HOA said that all cars parked there had to have stickers in the rear windows. Fine, no problem, my friend thought. So a few weeks later, comes

I’ve been watching trains my entire life and a couple of things come to mind when I read this article:

I’m old and remember when the Pillsbury? Betty Crocker? canned frosting appeared. And it was awful. I had friend’s mothers who made decent enough cakes, but ruined them with that canned shit that had a very strange after taste. It seemed like I was the only one of my friends, or their families, who didn’t like it. One

Beyond was just beyond awful. Sorry, but it’s true. 

A relative of mine was on vacation and he had a huge seizure while on a boat fishing. They took him to the hospital who couldn’t find anything wrong. He had another seizure and they went to a local ER and they couldn’t find anything wrong. They accused him of “faking it”, until he had another seizure in front of them,

I saw the same awful interior (And that color, wow!) for a couple of weeks back in 1981 when I rented a totally beige/band-aid colored Zephyr. I never beat a rental as badly as I beat on that car. I hated everything about it. 

I want only black interiors too. I grew up riding in my parent’s cars with blue, red, off white, etc, interiors and I hated them. In 1968, my dad bought his (IMHO) awful bronze Imperial. I didn’t like the car or the color, but the inside was black leather and I thought, “This is so much better than the colored

We had a shady F&I at a local dealership sneak one in on us back in 1993. About 3 months in, the rate changed (Up) and that was the first we knew about it. All hell broke loose, and they redid the loan at a low fixed rate, and we were assured that he had been fired. Yeah, we somehow missed it on the paperwork, but at

I work with a lot of 20-30 year olds and some of the car loans they have taken in the last couple of decades just shocked the hell out of me. Not only were a couple of them more than my mortgage payment was, they apparently just paid sticker on the vehicle itself. That might be a common thing now, but years ago, it

The only thing that’s changed is how often people seem to lose their minds now, and do crazy shit. In 1966, we went to NYC. I was 10, and what did I see the second day we were there? A guy openly masturbating on the subway. It was the only clean thing on him. It was the only shocking thing that happened on the trip,

The ‘68 Charger R/T bright red, no vinyl top and no stripes, my neighbor bought was the first car I just lusted after. The guy across the street from him bought a B5 blue Roadrunner and I loved it too. I was 12, and my dad went Mopar in ‘68, but he went to a Chrysler Imperial. Not much different under the skin, but

Having owned both versions, a 2010 R/T and an ‘18 Scat Pack, I don’t really care all that much about the external changes, but I slightly prefer the newish back end over the original. The front end changes are pretty much a draw. Where the big difference is, is in the interior. My old car buzzed and rattled when cold,

I would pass on milk entirely when, for some reason, my kindergarten class would run out of chocolate milk. They always had one tray of plain and one tray of chocolate, which made about 1/4 of us get the plain they didn’t want. I’m not crazy about chocolate milk, to be honest about it, but it’s light years ahead of

I’ve only had the original and the Cinnamon Sugar ones. I liked the original fine. The other one would be perfect if they just cut the sugar in half, and changed nothing else about it. 

I met him in Las Vegas about 1980 or ‘81. He was not a fun guy at all. He seemed to be pissed off the entire time he was at the hotel I worked at. My boss practically passed out meeting him, and was severely disappointed when Brown just kind of ignored him. He was with a very nice couple who I can’t remember the names