She reminds me of my favorite '80's "special" actress Tori Welles. Niiiiice.

Wow. Even better than my former favorite Arab-themed car rap.

Too bad they still recruit their customer service folks from the federal penitentiary system. Bunch of merciless uncaring fucks.

Holding on to the wheel often results in broken arms, fingers, and other bits when the wheels slam back and forth as the car goes over. This gent was properly belted in and got lucky with the arms and would have done even better with a better seat along with center and window nets that would have kept him from bopping…

When your Ford breaks and you have to walk back:

Drifters are different. One night I ended up in a nudie bar in the middle of Ohio with a group of drift folk and at some point one of them decided it would be funny if a stripper clocked one of his buddies in the grille. This devolved into something that looked like what would happen if Russ Meyer and Quentin…

I hated what they did to that M6 and the 560 SEL but they goddamn well deserved it for icing Patsy Kensit.

Willow can be a killer and this dude is super lucky. Note the angle on the belts was up and not 20 degrees or so down as it should have been. This is why his torso makes like one of those blow-up "flappy guys" outside the sandwich shop and he is a lucky mother that he did not get a big whip injury, crushed, or a basal…

Earned himself a nice wallet right there.

Well, after last weekend's nightmare flight on Delta I think she's got the right goddamned idea.

You would need more dental floss than a busy oral hygienest uses in a year to fix this poor thing. Crack-a-lacker.

Neat footage but with the music I kept expecting to see John Holmes or Traci Lords pop out of one of the cars at the end.

Way better than the lame nonsense Van Halen is putting out now. I cried when I watched the "Tattoo" video.

Great song. I think Lincoln has indeed missed the boat unlike with the General where folks do actually think about about trading in their Chevy for a Cadillac-ac-ac-ac-ac.

I think the comment about Lincoln croaking because it is no longer unique is spot on. My Dad was a Town Car and Mark VII/MarkVIII guy and the cachet was that Ford didn't have anything with the same feel as those two in the showroom. Yes they both had MN12 or Panther underpinnings but they looked and felt different…

From any air cooled Porsche forum:

I used to be one of the dorks in a white suit on a scooter and got to lead a float down the route one year. It was a challenge getting a regular sized float around the corner with a crew of spotters so I have no clue how they are going to get it around TV Corner. It's also going to be a bitch to transport to Orange…

HOLY SHIT. THERE'S ONE RIGHT THERE...oh nevermind, it's just a Benz that got into a fight with a Sawzall.

I somehow convinced my Mom to buy a 900 Turbo in 1987 a month after I turned 16. That poor car didn't know what it was signing up for and I hooned it with extreme prejudice as my car at that point was a '71 Super Beetle with 40 something tired horses in the rear. I mercilessly beat the 900 through the canyons around…

My son hollers out when he sees an El Camino too. Fortunately, he's three so it only results in enthusiasm and happiness but I worry about the boy as he has recently been suggesting I buy a pink Chevelle for the used car lot that is our driveway.