“Oh no!! Cole Trickle has spun into the infield!!”

Once in my old ‘01 Camaro I pushed the button to roll the window down, heard a *thunk!*, and the window went down REALLY fast. Then it didn’t want to roll back up. Does that count?

I had to do Four 2hr driving times to get my license. The first 2hr stint, I had the coolest instructor ever. We got fast food, and ate while I drove around. I had the radio cranked. My hand were at Noon and armrest. Everything went swell.

What’s the big deal? Space is easy. Look, there’s even an exit sign. To Neptune? Keep right.

Random fan? F1 race? Just ‘casually strolling’? It’s pretty clear who that was.

Oh! Also, the sound of your engine gaining RPM’s. Sounds like normal driving, right? Well, couple that RPM gain with ZERO speed gain. Then your 17yr old self tells your Dad that the car is acting funny. $700 later, he asks you if you ever dump the clutch on your 1989 Grand Am (LE!!). To which you calmly say “no” as he…

That repetitive “wum, wum, wum, wum, wum...” that strangely seems in sync with the wheel rotation, trying so hard to tell you that your wheel bearing(s) is/are about to stop that whole rotating thing and try to send you careening into the barriers on the highway.

That just looks like one seriously pissed of Stig to me

The Infinity QX56. I don’t know exactly where, but the whole thing just looks like it’s not supposed to fit together.

This. It wasn’t cool on your car. It’s not cool on your bike. Especially when you ride with them on. It may make you more visible at night, but it also makes you a distraction that diverts a drivers attention away from said driving.

Single previous owner ‘01 Camaro. I went to replace the AM/FM Radio (only) and found that it was being held in place by a Fanta can. When the factory CD player was stolen, and the mounting brackets broken, apparently the nearest Fanta can was the solution to fix said broken bracket.

Early 90’s Jeep Wrangler, windshield layer down on the hood, no doors, no top, no back seat, 4” lift (I think), 33” tires, disconnected sway bar end links, , no power steering, a very rough Michigan back road, and 6’ ditches on either side. T’was an adventure.

For a little more than the last 10 years, I have worked next to a mid sized airport and exactly this has been a genuine fear. Well, maybe not fear, but certainly on my mind. The drive to/from work included: got gas, doing the speed limit, where are the cars around me, what’s that traffic light going to do, is there an…

Ok, here’s just a fun way to be a jerk at the track. According to the comments, these two are part of the same racing team and he was just screwing with his buddy.

Be this guy...

Trick Question. If you are a Jalop, and he/she is your ex, then he/she is obviously not a Jalop. Therefore he/she never had, nor ever will, have any fuck’s to give about cars.

Poor Lancia. He just wants to be popular again...

This. I admit, I used to be one of those asshats who would weave through traffic to try and make it to work earlier than everyone else. I’d never cut anyone off severely or anything like that, just, go a little faster than everyone. Then, I’d be in the parking lot 10 min before my shift started. Just sitting there.…

Yes on all accounts. That’s exactly it. The Camaro was $28,000 new. In 2 years I had $10,000 in depreciation on my side. And good enough credit to finance it on my own. My CTS was $48,000 new. 5 years and only 50,000 miles later, I had $30,000 of depreciation on my side and snagged it for only $18,500. But if they…

I just didn’t, and still kinda don’t, see that car as a stereotypical “spoiled kids car”. I paid all of 17k for it. I could see if I was in a newer Audi, or BMW, or Merc, or something. But a cheap, used sports car, I didn’t think I’d get that reaction.