Churba
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Was helping a mate sell an old Merc. So, we put it up on a local craigslist equivalent, photos and descritption, so on, so forth, usual shit.

I love that Australia has made burnouts into a sport. I don’t know what that appeals to me, I don’t even do burnouts. But I appreciate that an entire continent of people enjoy it enough to make it a sanctioned competition.

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Australian here - where’s the movement? Where’s the start-out and tip-in? Where’s the walking it out and the spins? There’s smoke, but it’s a poor effort. Wrap your eyes around this.

I hope so.

If I bought this, and then proceeded to get a job taking care of a national park, would that make me the Leone ranger?

Not strictly with a press car, more a press outlet to see some cars - but as a penniless 18 year old back in 2005, I blagged my way into the Brisbane Motor Show for free by borrowing my father's DSLR, loading pictures of a few tuner cars from local auto mags and supercars spotted around the Gold Coast on my camera,

I know this isn't going to be a popular opinion, but if a retailer doesn't want to sell a particular product, that's their prerogative. I'm sure there are all sorts of products retailers choose to not carry for a variety of reasons, like cigarettes and adult magazines. And it's not as if Rockstar can't get other

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Congrats! In celebration, here's a V8 powered Kei-ute laying down some clouds.

Augh, I had a good one for this, but I wasn't at my computer yesterday.

Patrick, definitely not directed towards you, you're awesome (as far as I know), this is towards Gawker. So, there's been an issue that employees have been complaining about for months. Nothing gets done. They go public. Something gets done THE NEXT DAY! Isn't this the type of behavior that most Gawker sites shame

Not too difficult to circumvent. Sorry.

*Boss* So why were you two late with your loads?

The more I read comments on this news story the more I realize that most people on Jalopnik are clueless 14 year boys who have no idea on dynamics of a race car or rules and regulations of racing series.

A bunch of keyboard quarterbacks. Until you've been in a race car seat you have no idea what happens on the other

THEY NEED TO DO WAY INSTAIN DRIVER WHO KILL THEIR COMPEITORS. BECAUSE OHTER DRIVERS CANT FRIGTH BACK?

Since Mad Max is already taken - Redline, from 2009.

Nobody's going to agree with my nomination, but for sheer automotive imagination, you can't beat Speed Racer. I know it's silly, campy, and unrealistic, but it's still one of my favorite car movies of all time.

I wonder where that 1 star came from? Interesting.