My dad thought you couldn't wield tools properly unless you had one between your legs, probably because he couldn't and so therefore thought it was harder than it is.
Time for some Journey in the Quasar.
Okay, while this isn't 'news,' it's definitely an extremely important reminder of a few things.
Jesus, hands that big would even make Lana Kane uncomfortable...
I'm betting option B. Somebody this stupid, isn't ever going to consider adding oil, IMO. That it lasted 83k miles is fairly impressive.
The engine reportedly stopped running when the oil turned back into a dinosaur and ran away.
Jesus. Since removing the valve cover, one giant sloth and one sabre-tooth tiger have already perished in the black abyss.
It was a super tight fit. They had to keep the C-130 from scraping the tail or belly, and keep the front from hitting the roof of the C-5. There was a different ramp extension for the nose wheel. It was also a special C-5 that doesn't have the upper deck troop compartment. It took me almost an entire semester to…
"one says Lucas and one says AC Delco"
So what you're saying is that one works and one doesn't?
So yes, the Mini is slow. In fact, I remember one particular situation where I was driving up a rather relaxed grade, a grade so relaxed that you might attempt to use it to go sledding only to discover that it is actually flat, and the Mini was huffing and puffing as it climbed to the top. But on the way down… well,…
I paid about that much for the same car back in 1997. While it did serve me well, and was surprisingly fun to drive, it was a colossal piece of shit. The interior is a shrine to plastics, the ECU fried every time it rained, and those door handles had a tendency to snap like a battered housewife whose not gonna take it…