I was a bit apprehensive about clicking on this because “car culture” can be so fucking toxic when people make basic, simple points about car dependency and the negative externalities of car ownership. But I’m glad I read it, I have a bit more faith in humanity.

I’m just glad that he’s single so that he can take a legit shot at Taylor Swift and be very publicly turned down.

I’m just here to say that I love Olivia Munn and will never understand the hate. I also don’t understand having a kid with someone who isn’t your committed life partner, but I still wish the best for all 3 of these people.

DO ITTTTT! Do it for charity or something, I don’t know. I don’t care! I want to see the Canadian Prime Minister punch someone in the face!

My guess is that it will slaughter the CB300R as a daily but be unable to hold a candle to the Tuono as a weekender

I love this bike and I love you for sharing it.

I do really want an electric bike with the features this one shows - looks amazing. I do want this bike, but that range makes it useless to me.

This is an honest question:

What a nightmare. Are there any reports of injury or death from this?

What an incredible find.

My ~11 year old Mazda2 with Gislaved tires continues to effortlessly chomp through Toronto winters with zero signs of rust at this point. I’ve not lived in Michigan, but I very much doubt that the climate there is harder on cars than Southwestern Ontario is.

This answer is coming at the question from a different angle...

It’s huge speed differences which can be more dangerous

My example is that if speed kills, commercial aviation must be the most dangerous form of travel.

So, basically But not speed, which exacerbates every single one none of those things.

This stupid fucking trope has been the anthem of the car enthusiast for as long as I’ve been part of it. I’ve been hearing this fairy tale for almost 40 years now.

I’ve never, ever heard it called “log forge” - always only “log for jay”.

Idk what this means, but SICK ‘EM GIRL.

No offense meant to Ms. Blackstock, but I don’t think I’ve ever missed Fancy Kristen more than when I was looking at this photo: