Totally agree. I go through GCT twice a day and I'm not pumped about this. Also, people in the flagship store just mill about slack jawed - same will happen in the main hall at GCT, as if it weren't bad enough already, crammed with gormless morons who don't know why they're there.

Here's a Top Gear Top Tip - go to Mikey's Hookup in Williamsburg.

Throwin' speakers in Lambos.

Because Swiss Mountain Rescue.

Good LORD get away from my car.

I wish I could buy you a beer for this one.

Deutsches Museum in Munich. There is so much mind blowing machinery in this building it'll make you weak with desire. Every cool thing that the Germans could collect on wheels, treads, rails, wings, or just bristling with guns is here.

Agree, suggested yesterday - driving on the Merritt is a bloodsport.

In the Northeast, I would have to make two nominations:

I have to admit, when I saw this post I was intrigued, particularly so when I saw the initial reference to Claude Lelouch. I was rapidly disappointed. Let me spell the issues out here:

Boeing 247 of 1933. An oft-made comparison, being their first real airliner, but perhaps bears repeating.

Well done. I agree entirely.

Possibly made in bad taste, but more importantly, when did the commentariat on Jalopnik become so twitchy and self-righteous? Did the old commenters with their wry observations and genuine humour get swept out along with the old layout and replaced by a bunch of preachy, snorting, falsely humble prosletysers and…

Because morons.

I'm just always puzzled by the fact that there are people to whom these pointers need to be explained. It's like people who eat on the Subway or clip their nails at work or chew with their mouths open. Who are these oafs and what rock did they crawl out from?

I like how you're remembering the awesomeness manifesto; I thought it was a dynamite piece of work and sometimes I worry that it's at the bottom of the Gawker filing cabinet. Glad you see a parallel between Turn10 and Jalopnik, I think you're right.

The Jugular from GTA London. Because it's a jaaaaaaag.

Done!

Done!

Uncle Buck's Mercury Marquis - BOOM!