I was a short, fat little kid. My friends and I found a ‘cave’ formed by a pile of boulders that had been excavated to clear a railroad right of way. Entering involved climbing down into a large hollow space that had been used by the local teenage hoodlums to sniff glue and look at cheesy mens’ magazines’ (underwear…

it yanks my doodle as well...

I grew up with gas and have had an electric coil stove for 30+ years. I don’t see a damn bit of difference in performance and just prefer not having an open flame.

I don’t remember seeing you at the family picnic...

they had to include a scene of someone doing something -anything- to let the audience know that someone was trying to go faster, otherwise they would have forgotten that there was a chase happening

Cars, boats and musical instruments are female, tools and computers are male.

...with a top speed of 136.2 furlongs per fortnight...

how about a tour of maritime disaster sites - cruisers can feel superior just by surviving 

and as I consider the issue further, their enjoyment would be greatly enhanced on the least accessible roads within range, those on Block Island, Nantucket and Martha’s Vineyard.

If you haven’t noticed, NYC, as well as Boston and almost anywhere in New England, have properly enjoyable roads within the E-Mogs range, so it’s not just the West Coast elite that can tolerate such limitations. 

...the Pontiacs Bonneville, Catalina, LeMans and Grand Prix wonder what you mean by that...

At least it’s got power windows. My mother drove a 75 Granada with manual window cranks that rubbed the seat bottoms (with the seats pulled forward-we’re a short family). We had to open the front doors to operate the windows.

I’d like to tell you that I drive a Hummer H2 and when not using it for back country rescues, drive blind orphans to chamber music recitals on weekends. I’d like to tell you that, but since it’s not true, I won’t.

If I was butchering a tasty quadruped, I’d grill steaks of the what, barbecue the yee-haw with my special sauce, give disney to my dogs and use NY and LA for stew.

Last month, helping someone choose a new car, over a two day span we drove the BMW X1, Mini Countryman S, and a RAV4 in its priciest trim level. Based on the trim level and options she wanted, MSRP was similar on the three. Also drove a Mazda CX30 that was considerably cheaper. The Mini was too noisy and rough-riding…

Last time I was in California, I went out of my way to get a closer look at the Moffett hanger....and couldn’t help but wonder about the acoustics and how it could host a concert before it inevitably succumbs to that development pressure.

Amid the Camaros and Mustangs, I drove a 20 year old Corvair. Nobody cared that it couldn’t smoke the tires, but everyone wanted to learn about the car, including the DMV employee who didn’t even ask my girlfriend to parallel park during her license test because he kept peppering her with questions about the Corvair.

the child in me wants to throw some batteries into my neighbor’s pool just to watch an underwater fire

Hey, That’s Enrico Pallazzo!

Since all you’re really doing is putting some wheels beneath the engine, an Isetta will do, but any serious project starts with a (Lotus) Caterham