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Oil doesn’t comprise very much of our electrical capacity. Natural gas, on the the other hand, does. Right now, natural gas is pretty much homegrown, thanks to shale.

There will always be a market for oil, simply because there are so many useful things (plastics) you can make from it. But demand for oil as a building

I used to live in Georgia, which had no state safety inspection, and you know what I discovered? Despite the fact that people can get away with registering whatever they want without any government oversight, they generally don’t.

Judging from the stains on the driver’s seat, shining a black light in there will raise the “ew” factor to an intolerable level. CP because you’d want a full body condom in order to protect yourself from too many <ahem> secretions.

Does it have the Marquis de Sade package?

I just bought an example of the Crown Vic’s half brother yesterday, a 2004 Grand Marquis, 109,000 miles, leather, all the power doo-dads work, rust free Georgia car, $3600. Will be my 6'5" tall 17 year old son’s daily driver.

Except that’s a 288 GTO. Which is the prettiest mid-engine Ferrari ever.

Folks who live in NYC shit on everywhere else that isn’t NYC. Of course the folks who live in NYC mostly moved there from somewhere else because they thought they were too good for that somewhere else and NYC is the only place that deserves their greatness. FWIW, you can find a shithole hellscape just about anywhere

Basically the point of these “halo” cars such as the Carrera GT (and Veyron, Enzo, LaFerrari,Reventon, P1, etc.) is for the manufacturers to show the world who has the biggest dick. After all, it’s all about who has the biggest dick whether or not you are talking about a literal or metaphorical phallus.

Those were excellent trucks. My buddy bought one brand new back in the day. He got 400,000 miles out it before he sold it to a local kid. For all I know, that thing is still on the road. Nice truck, great truck, but CP all day long.

If you’ve ever looked for a geocache by “following the arrow” on your GPS receiver, you become acutely aware of how routing is often much more important than knowing the bearing and distance to your location. When you follow the arrow, you frequently find there’s an impassable chasm or unscalable cliff face between

You know you don’t have to go to *all* the open bar receptions, right?

Love this. These photos illustrate why I hate modern plastic engine covers so much. I want my next car to have open rockers and valve springs. And no hood. Let’s revel in the mechanical-ness of it all!

Edited add: Coxcombed leaf springs, how cool is that?

If you do any long road-tripping at all, the minivan is the way to go. Nicely equipped modern minivans are the road-going equivalent of a private jet. I recently did a 1200 mile road trip and had the choice of my ‘13 Outback or my ‘04 Sienna. We took the Sienna simply because it was more comfortable and it made

They look like Tilted Kilt servers. (Tilted Kilt is a breastaurant, similar to Hooters.)

Well, all I can say is I no longer feel bad about how I dress.

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To me, nothing says “racecar” more than the sound of a Cosworth DFV. Any kid can make his small block Ford/Chevy loud, but there’s no way to make one howl like a DFV.

Went through this a few years ago when I bought my ‘13 model. The 2.5 is a little weak for doing freeway pulls from 60-80 mph, but that’s not the point of this car. The low gearing on the CVT and the low end torque make the 2.5 feel reasonably quick off line, which is great for those stop-light contests when you need

Down on the Florida Panhandle, you’ll frequently hear ‘thunder’ on a clear day coming in from offshore. Later on when you see a couple F-22s come in for a landing at Tyndall AFB it becomes much more clear what’s going on.

Many years ago, I had a job that for some reason always had me in International Falls, MN in January. There would frequently be a contingent of Detroit engineers staying at the Holiday Inn doing some kind of winter testing in the typical -25 to -35 F temps in that lovely place. That Holiday Inn was generally awful,

The little canards aren’t doing anything more than those stick on portholes from J.C. Whitney. And the splitter is going cut the first tire this guy gets too close to.