Stupid question on my part, Stef: do you just call “dibs” on all write-ups involving Porsches? Or is it in your contract, or something?

Did you not realize she’s a woman? I thought everyone was in the loop.

Next you’re going to tell me Jessie’s still alive.

Um, Han’s still belted in the car when it’s upside-down right before it blows up.

I can hope.

Not a bad point.

Given how some of the Neo-Nazis show up with riot gear, clubs, and openly carrying firearms, if those opposing them are solely using peaceful protesting methods, it means that the morally right side is going to have people severely hurt or killed when the two sides clash. I may not love everything that’s ever been…

THIS.

Respectfully, that sounds far too close to the bullshit ‘many sides were to blame for the violence in Charlottsville’ logic that should not be entertained.

WHAT.

I mean, with Clinton as president instead, I’d have stuff that I wouldn’t support wholeheartedly, but just about anything is preferable to the last nine months of Trump.

Not yet. That case has to airtight and comprehensive. If Mueller wants to go there, he’s going to first charge (and flip) a number of lower people to turn in evidence that Trump actively participated in collusion/obstruction.

I love where your head is at, but a still doesn’t do that last one justice:

I will star every gorgeous picture of an FD.

If I were in Japan and looking for a gigantic car, I would look no further than the current Crown.

Say what you want, but I love the Stratos concept look for that one-off F430. Had I the means, I’d buy it in a heartbeat, just to look at it.

[wipes away a tear] Goddammit.

That’s my takeaway, yeah.

I don’t know about everything else that may give you pause (cost, risk, time, etc.) but I have to say that if one of your dreams is to drive at a track that’s only two and a half hours away—if the distance is the only thing keeping you from doing it, find a way. I must convince you that’s damn close. Now, I’m an hour…

I’ll concede the acting was cheesy. Also, Charlie Hunnam’s shoulders move more than a stripper’s ass when he walks.