Plastic air horns, zip tied just inside the front grill of mom’s 1983 Nissan Stanza 2-door hatchback. Maroon on maroon, since you were going to ask. I used speaker wire to route power through the door jamb (obvs) to a household doorbell button that was velcroed to the mid-dash to honk them. I thought I was fucking…

That’s an odd reaction to a not-NASCAR video.

I looked at this image for about ten seconds, then uttered, out loud, “What the fuck? Someone’s an asshole!” Clearly I’m bored at work, by myself.

That’s also how you replace the fuel pump that had a roughly 99% chance of shitting the bed within the first two years. Nice work, Ford.

GURL. Yes. What you said. Thanks for the support, Holden, but that’s not how to make a car fabulous.

You misspelled “hick”. This is *NeckCar after all... #NoRepsect

At 18 I was allowed to drive our 88 Plymouth Voyager, or the 83 Nissan Stanza. Dad wasn’t about to let me drive the 67 Playboy Special Mustang on my own.

Hopefully he Escaped without serious injury, other than to his pride.

This is the one. Your argument is invalid. Also, it was available outside of the 3 approved colors.

2007 RS-4, 6MT, in this color. Why? I can’t justify why, but should I have to? I don’t even like VW/Audi ......

The barely-contained snickering of the person shooting the video is impressive. I’m quite sure I would audibly giggle and or actually LOL watching this take place. Love it, yet the silence is surreal.

*They’re x 2

I was 19 and headed home from college in my 8 month old 1994 Nissan Sentra XE. 4DS, 110 hp, 5-speed manual, FWD. My buddy was following me home in his 1991 Toyota Tercel 4-speed manual. (4!!!)

I was unaware until this moment that I was an average Conan character.

Did I Google Image it right?

That part is very Portland of us.

Oh it’s definitely Portland, Oregon, and the light-rail train is called The Max. (Metro Area eXpress; you’re welcome)

*Hat tip*

Good.

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