This guy isn’t really known for science. They’re all click-baity videos that took few brain cells to think up. No shit Coke isn’t a substitute for petroleum! lol

I know a guy who traded in his old civic Si for a volt based on this logic. His commute is less than the all electric range and his office has a free charger so the gas savings more than cover the increased payments!

They are bigger! :) The EPA range is 58 miles. The reason for this is that MB (in their infinite wisdom) decided to calculate range based on an old battery in less than perfect weather instead of the typical calculation of how many miles the car should go under ideal conditions and a new battery.

Tomorrow’s article: David’s new Jeep

I already shared the story about getting heat stroke and having to go to the emergency room from working on an acquaintance’s car in a miserable Florida summer.

Have them on my ‘15 Golf SEL.

That vintage of XJ with the Nippon-Denso alternators do have the voltage regulator in the ECU so a bad ECU is a good bet (and they are known for failing due to bad capacitors among other things), some people in the jeep forums have reported success wiring in an external voltage regulator and bypassing the one in the…

Holy crap! I’m headed there asap!

Ok, I’m going to attempt to actually help you, David. There is a Grand Wagoneer at the Pontiac U-Pull and Save. It has all it’s drivetrain as far as I can tell. Now go get Project Redwood running! Go! Go! Go! The shitty weather is coming!!

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Lol I think honda had the same idea.

Don’t forget the faded “Obama 08" sticker

My friend Ken had an ‘86 turbo with the dual fuel gauges. Also it had the voice option. When the main gauge got down to 1/4 a nice Asian lady would warn you “low fuel”. He would explain to people when the 2nd gauge got all the way to “E” a Jewish lady would say “I told you so”.

Hell, I think you might have been there. If you are who I think you are we’re connected on Facebook and at that particular swap meet you took home a rusty red DL wagon for pocket change with a clutch that was barely hanging on.

Just goes to show...east-coast / west-coast...dude-bro’s will dude-bro....

I was at Daytona last year for the Ferrari Finali Mondiali. Some buddies and I had our DSLR’s with us while combing the parking lots looking at the 1200+ Ferrari’s in attendance.

There’s that time I drove 600 miles with an engine riding shotgun.

Donuts? Non, non, non, mon ami. Fleep-air does croissants!

You must have to say that often, living in a confusingly named (or lesser known at least) city and state.

Oh, and here’s another guess: