GeorgeScott
GeorgeScott
GeorgeScott

This is one of the things I like most about the GT-R.

OMG, open the damn door for your Grandma! Were you brought up in a barn?!

5 minutes for a drag race? Just get on with it, FFS.

Two? Looks like 3 minimum to me.

I taught my kids that the first rule of driving is: Everyone else on the road is a knucklehead until proven otherwise.

No.

Wow, very clean. But it's still a Chevy Cavalier. CP

Just watched that episode. Also totally believable that they just nestled up the machine to someone's house and started banging on it. The pile of snow covering the car they ran into seemed pretty realistic as well.

I've been binge-watching Top Gear on Netflix for months (I'm up to 2011), and I thought it was just ridiculously bad luck that every time they do a piece involving camping trailers/caravans the caravan they're using always catches fire. Wait, no I didn't.

Paying $3500 for a carbon-fiber cupholder is no more absurd than paying $380,000 for one car.

Europe has a brilliant system. Clear numbers, clear colors, different sizes to fit any vehicle. America likes it a bit messier:

Not offended at all. I'm not familiar with that car but I guess Astons look pretty good in any guise. In general, though, I'm not fond of the look of a roof that is obviously a thin layer of cloth that sags between support ribs, and the idea that you'd try to fake it in a non-convertible seems nuts.

Fake convertible roof: The worst part of ragtops is what they look like with the roof up. So let's mimic that look on a roof that doesn't have the advantage of actually opening. Better yet, let's put it on a "luxury" car.

Took the words right out of my mouth.

That buzzer drove me nuts. I used to pick up a lot of hitchhikers, and I would have to explain to them that they would have to fasten their seatbelts to make the awful sound stop. I finally just fastened the buckle across the base of the seat and let passengers decide if they wanted to put it on.

Very nice. And appropriate since the Vega and Pinto were kind of counterparts. Thanks!

Cool! I really just discovered Jalopnik a few weeks ago, so it's awesome to get a shout out (someone actually read my comment! *Jeremy Clarkson dance*). I saw the title of this post and thought "gee, that's a coincidence. Maybe I should add my Vega story, but maybe I shouldn't post the same thing again." I read

My first car was a pale yellow '73 2-door (sedan? notchback? i.e. not fastback) with four-on-the-floor I bought from my girlfriend's father. As far as cars go, it was a complete piece of shit, but you never forget your first. The fenders dissolved as if they were made of sugar, and at some point it wouldn't pass state

Worst videographer ever.

The scary thing about this is there is no doubt that this guy will behind the wheel again, whether they take his license away forever or not (they won't). It's only a matter of time before he kills someone; hopefully it's only himself.