wagon please.

There is absolutely NO rational reason a sedan should be endowed with such mind-boggling performance, so I just have to ask this question:

Normal human beings hate explosed metal parts, they feel better when they see plastic. That of course does not apply to car people.

Turn on “drift mode” and leave your nearest Cars & Coffee event with the right front tire being 2psi too low.

Purple? That color is entirely blue. In fact, my RGB color meter shows no red in that part of the picture at all. I’d say it’s more midlife-crisis-boy-racer than anything.

Anyone who snorts coke in there.

You get 63 other colors to choose from. But neon purple looks pretty good after dark.

Plenty of things have become status symbols for little to no reason. Cars, for instance. They’re simply something to move you. Watches, they’re just to tell the time. Houses, they’re just to keep you warm and dry. Anything that can be made a status symbol, will be.

Holy shit, yeah just saw that.

I look forward to seeing them take up all the street parking around DC. Next to the patriots in their F150s of course.

“Does “four cubic metres of firewood” mean anything to you? Me neither, but that’s the cargo capability spec Mercedes is going with in its brochure for now.”

That’s just over 12 Hogsheads, if that helps...

Will there be a King Ranch Edition? I just gotta have my $90k+ pickup truck for work and junk, you know?

Totally. I work with a lot of highly intelligent people. A lot of them fail because being intelligent and educated isn’t everything.

*that, not than. Sorry. Side effects of too much cocaine.

Normal answer than a normal person should give if he or she is accused of using cocaine: First, it’s none of your business. Second, if for some legal reason you need a drug test for me, go to a court and ask for it.

My ex has/had an IQ of 193. Didn’t stop him from fucking up his life on meth. He’s a security guard now.

I mean, I’m pretty sure that Woods himself was the one spreading the IQ information, so...

He raped Corey Haim

If you die, I’ll follow you to the bowels of Hell.