I also Hope E85 (and all non-racing ethanol) goes away too. (no E85 label on filler)
I also Hope E85 (and all non-racing ethanol) goes away too. (no E85 label on filler)
Oh lawd, here we go again with all the feminists coming out of the woodwork. This country is too dam sensitive anymore I swear, political correctness will be the end of humor I'm telling you...
is jezebel leaking again?
I don't understand that stereotype, and never will. It's like owning any American car makes me a trailer trash hillbilly. Is it faster than some bullshit Ferrari? Probably not. But it's still fun as hell and don't sound like a damn beehive either.
Turns out he IS GUILTY...of being a good citizen and jumping in to help...
Leave the delicious dirty bacon for the rest of us.
How the hell is OINK "offensive.. what if the owner was a PIG FARMER.
Pigs are delicious. Proper application of heat renders all that filth into tasty, tasty juice.
"Do Not Duplicate" stamped on a key is a form of security theater. It has no basis in law and is completely unenforceable. It just makes people feel safer.
I say omit. Less of a batshit babe and more of a careless, irresponsible asshole.
The best manual transmission ever is not hyperbole. Absolute rifle bolt precision...nothing is even close. Owned it, loved it, and miss it everyday.
"she told a coworker she was going to flee to Ireland"
pensions......... what are those? lol :)
I hate gawker's biased coverage of all this. Just because the shooter was a lighter skin tone than the deceased you're going to automatically assume that the shooter was acting maliciously, and not out of self defense? No one will know what happened that night, but I think it's entirely possible that Zimmerman was…
Said every teenage male on prom night.
I'm the biggest left lane elitist on the road, but brake-checking in anything is just an act of idiocy.
It doesn't matter how much of a prick someone is, never under any condition is it OK to brake-check anyone.
Sometimes when you ask for it, you get it. Oh well.
I truly have a singular admiration for someone who can be so completely devoted to one machine. It's a beautiful machine no doubt, but it's still that one for Three! Million! Miles! I am in awe of his devotion.