7 Thick exhaust....

Puppy love!

My B5, but only because you have to take the whole car apart to do anything.

Whatever this is....

Dear Torch,

I have friends whose unpaid German taxes caught up with them. Held at Frankfurt when they went back to visit and our employer had to bail them out!

I was worried, but now I am not.

I’m not really able to disagree with you. There was a sweet spot around 1995 where powertrains were hitting their strides and suspension was getting techy, but before the safety police went nuts and weight gain set in. We’re still going to see great cars, but they won’t be the mainstream ones like we had back then.

It was my transponder, damnit!

Every day is track day on the bike. And that is all that matters. Even a routine commute (should be) as engaging as a lap. Maybe it’s a cool-down lap, but it’s a lap.

Screw that driver. Assault with a deadly weapon and shuld be proscuted as such. The rider can pay his tickets out of the civil judgement.

A Linoln Zephyr V12. There, I said it.

I wear a bunch of gear purchased in Germany, mostly Hein Gericke stuff. It’s super functional and fits like my made-to-measure Spartan leathers. The US does not have it so good for women.