Pftt. I’m 41 and I just bought a Triple Yellow Focus ST. The absolute immaturity of it is the best part. Everything about driving it is pure juvenile joy.
Something else to think about, if you converted all the mass of a crewman to energy, it would yield about the same as the entire US nuclear arsenal. That’s what they’re sending in to friendly foreign capitols when people beam down.
My co workers and I recently decided that “pants” were properly referred to as “assed chaps”.
No way on bench seats in anything. Too much of a pain in the ass for crash standards.
You’re right. No ship that small has a cloaking device.
My 2014 Focus has those card holders.
Manual windows, I don’t think anyone sells a car with them now.
Je-meh-sais-quoi
Why am I still grey?
I know a house with at least 2 MKVII chassis, and the parts to build up a ford 2.3 turbo. Ah, dreams.
Let’s all say it together, “Kammback.” Mmmmmm.
And there were no interior cubbies in many cars. I leave mine in the door pocket (and use the key pad).
Yeah, but the 64 was basically a Fiesta ST, not what a Mustang has become.
You can get a stick on one for any ford that uses a key fob.
I have *shoes* with that much mileage.
Two (three?) words: Chevy (Geo) Tracker. Make it happen GM.
Unless there is some sane reason to need to leave a note, like my neighbor that works or sleeps when I am home because he drives a bread truck and I’m hardly ever home.
Fun fact: you can still build your own stuff.
Fun fact: you can still build your own stuff.