Epic. Truly epic.

In my secret travels this week to drive a GReat new hot hatch (I can tell you more in like two weeks),

So the 911 IS a chick car. How about that...

Hey, Bob: Don’t publish this illegal bullshit. Bad call, man, bad call.

Mr. Race Boy Farley should have called an all-hands meeting at Ford Powertrain and read them the riot act, instead of going to Goodwood and pretending like his racing skills matter.

“This is New York City! Go big or go home!”

Ach. Ze Austrians.

You forgot the /s at the end of your post.

Years ago, Jalopnik PROMISED us they would never, ever, honor press embargoes. I chimed in about the folly of this approach.

Hi, Lawrence,

Welcome to my brain fart, and apologies!

Torque. Know it. Love it. Be it.

Amazing, gorgeous bike!

NASCAR embraces its fans like no other major series. They get props for that attitude, especially when racism in racing got ugly a few years ago with Bubba, and NASCAR stood tall and called bullshit on the bad actors.  

Auto racing has slowly morphed from a sport supported by fans, to a rolling marketing scheme where sponsors and gigantic money run the show. The technology has little to do with what you get to drive on a daily basis — and while more the case with F1 than anything else, NASCAR, drag racing, etc. are in the same boat. F…

You are leaving? This is so much very ungood for Jalopnik.

Wait, what?? Last day??

Time the Conqueror (a great Jackson Browne album, by the way) will win. The idiots are slowly dying off. Can’t happen fast enough to see them move from an unhappy existence on two wheels to a very unhappy existence on a walker or wheelchair (at least those things are quieter).

Well said!

That picture caused me physical pain the first time I saw it.