Jesus Christ...that’s a Frankencar that even I couldn’t love.
Jesus Christ...that’s a Frankencar that even I couldn’t love.
I had an old Datsun 210 that I overloaded and broke the rear shocks. It was OK unless I got on the freeway and it bounced around like that. Couldn’t believe how nice it rode once I replaced them.
YES! I had a 1984 733 and I loved that damn car. A turbo version? Double yes. I’d still have it if some soccer mom hadn’t ran a red light and T-boned me.
I...I don’t think that’s a dashcam.
Progressive Media Studies...PMS?
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Bugaru?
Who was that man? I’d like to shake his hand.
666 horsepower?
Actually, the 1970's were like that in all regards. It felt like an overstuffed ashtray in a public toilet at a bus station.
“On paper”. Well, that’s great because it’s getting less likely you’ll ever see it on the road.
Lad Locker gets five stars!
No. Next question?
Too much $$$, but I have to say, 30 year old cars today look a hell of a lot better than 30 year old cars did when I was in high school.
Dual-Din Android car stereo. Too lazy to put it in yet.
Russia did not “hack the election”. Some e-mails of a Hillary Clinton campaign staffer were hacked because the dummy fell for a phishing scam. All that happened was their underhanded sleazy actions came to light.
Hi, Mr. Slim, I wrote another “Donald Trump is a big poopyhead” article. Can I get paid now, please?
Now you, sir are a hoopy frood who knows where his towel is!
Cars based on first names? Edsel Ford?
The Durango-95 purred away real horrorshow - a nice, warm, vibraty feeling all through your guttiwuts. Soon, it was trees and dark, my brothers, with real country dark. We fillied around for a while with other travellers of the night, playing hogs of the road. Then we headed West. What we were after now was the…