I was 50:50 on which side I was going to take here, until I read this:

Good call! Just did - it’s not there, and the fence is gone too. Right about where the No Parking sign is in the middle of the screenshot here is where it sat.

Totally going to be the annoying dad/Debby Downer here, but - c’mon guys, at least wear a helmet.

That driver is a god.

When I was a kid in VT, there was this old garage/used car dealership that always had like 5 shitty cars out front for sale. Next to a fence on the edge of the property, right by the road, sat a Bricklin, rotting away. It was there for the entire 22 years I lived in VT. I always told myself I would come back one…

Ugh. Those wheels are a crime against humanity. Chrome wheels do not look good anymore.

That was my thought, but it appears to be that group of hose-like things pointing at him, sitting just above the handlebars. Looks like there’s a ton of aftermarket snorkel kits.

Nashville.

I took it more as she unbuckled herself, got out and then collapsed. The driver’s side of the car is not actually that fucked up.

Agreed, but it was only 4 years ago.

Gross. I’m glad the black hood trend seems to be dying.

I bought my 5-speed ‘92 240 wagon with 235,000 miles without cut springs and weeping main seals, and it easily started every time I asked it to.

This is pretty much exactly how I plan on going out when I get too old to be happy.

Why are you worried? Our current administration seems to have no problem with it.

I too am a father now (of three) so my time is very valuable. The site also looks quite useful to me.

Thanks for the tip!

I wish I had friends to play with. After I beat the campaign in Destiny 1, I basically had to stop playing because everything I had left to do needed a party. :(

It’s amazing how much better the R8 (all generations) looks with those dumb sideblades painted the same color as the rest of the body.

Vermonter here, who now lives in NC - good, actual maple syrup is one of the things I miss most about living up north. Totally agree about Grade A being the worst. My mother-in-law used to work at a ranch that made their own syrup, and last year she brought down two giant mason jars of syrup that were probably…