Why care?

Thanks. I had wondered why my Veyron suddenly seemed to act like it had a potato in the tailpipe when I exited I-287 onto I-95.

Have to appreciate the fact that Centsible refreshed the fluids, belts and hoses. I’d bet that a majority of the ‘collectible’ cars (Eldorado convertibles, commemorative Corvettes, etc) that owners bought new and stashed away hoping for a big payday in the future never receive such attention, and need all that and…

that is one ugly rear end...and people laughed at my X4's butt...

It would clearly be the Jeep Wrangler, if it wasn’t for its market-best value retention.

Aha! So that’s what the Bill Withers song is all about...

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.