1996, college exchange trip to Ecuador.

What’s a slow brake?

I’d always wondered about the ticket machines in one garage where I park that show the fee as $00,006.50, but I guess it adds up.

Snap oversteer in a minivan sounds like fun. Besides, it’s been done before.

I drove past this thing on a gas station lot on my way to work for a few months, thinking RALLY CAR every time.

This happens every single day at the crosswalk outside my office. I’m certain the police have a surveillance video of me threatening one such driver with a folded umbrella after he nearly ran down a colleague and I and then got out of his car to yell at us.

Here, I fixed it for you:

Yes, the new Passat is a great car, full of driver’s aids for terrible drivers who almost run people over and smack into the rears of cars and then get passed on the highway by a pot-addled octogenarian driving a 44-year old ragtop making 60 HP.

Hello FedEx, UPS, Amazon, Fresh Direct, Sparky the Electrician, Sooty the Chimney Sweep and Joe the Plumber. Well, maybe not that guy. He’ll keep rolling coal in his lifted King Ranch Super Duty DuraMax 9500.

And it's the most dangerous railroad in the universe. Accidents every day.

Perhaps the rental companies should just write into their SOP for returning a car to service, “restore factory default” on nav/comm/entertainment system.

A nice addition would be a new pair of underpants in a box at the end of the ramp.

I had an ‘89 Camry (AllTrac) that was a magnet for bad drivers. I got rear-ended no less than four times in that car. Each time, it was a small enough shunt that I shrugged it off and never made a claim against the other driver. But by the time I got hit the fourth time, the black plastic bumper cover had a noticeable…

Embroider it into the waistband of all of your underpants. Especially the ones you wear when you think you might get lucky.

CHFTWND

We had a high school physics project where we built motors out of nails, wire, paperclips, cork and balsa wood, etc.

Makes as much sense as an air-cooled submarine.

Window decal: “Trump 2016 #fuckyourfeelings,” or words to that effect.

I’ve been wondering for the last six years or so what car Sid the Science Kid’s grandma drives. His mom clearly drives some kind of modded PT Cruiser with suicide doors. But Grandma’s car looks almost like a Morris Minor.

My buddies and I had a sailboat with an Atomic Four, which is an old tractor engine that was used extensively in the 60s and 70s for pleasure craft. The books said it made about 30 hp new, and even in well used condition, it was more than enough to move the boat along at hull speed.

Philly is a perfect kind of nowhere. We are like Boston, in that we don’t like you and we don’t like you coming around, but we don’t make movies about it. We’re not as aspirational as Baltimore. Our sports teams aren’t good, but we still like them. Everyone is fairly chill about politics. And you don’t need a trust…