Do you “realize” that you appear to be a snotty jerk?  And this isn’t “most” corporate aircraft here, it’s owned by a guy who LOVES gold plating on EVERYTHING including his toilets (like another fascist, Saddam Hussein).  The Don LOVES to project this image of a “very successful” man.  He’s just a crook, really.  Does…

The answer to what mural I would put on my car was surprisingly easy: Dolly.

I have a love for all cars of course. But I have to admit lately I’m becoming a bit of a Hyundai/Kia fan boy. To the point that both the Stinger, Veloster N and G90 are all at the top of my list for my next car.

That lead photo is just depressing.  

That Aston SUV is ugly.  That is all.

-yawn- Wake me up when somebody makes a long-range, fast charging, AWD, 2-door, electric hot hatch.

Well, the higher beltlines and hence higher bed sides made for a more gooder (deeper) hillbilly hot tub.

Always a thrill to see an article about the Ridley Scott Superbowl commercial.

*Removes factory cold air intake

I would just like to say that any decision makers that select “allen head bolt or screw” in a vehicle should be kicked in their respective genitals.

When I was kid growing up in the 60s you’d see cars like this driven on summer weekends. The founder of Esquire magazine lived in our neighborhood and he and his friends had some amazingly cool stuff - one of my favorite childhood memories is a ride in a type 33 Bugatti.  There’s nothing like the smell of hot…

I guess the moral here is to not let your butt write a check that your mouth can’t cash.

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If I were forced to sleep in a Fiat 128, I’d definitely be drinking.

David Tracy with the sensible suggestion. Has the world gone ma- oh...yeah.

As a VW owner, best of luck. Your wiring is coated in some soy-based thing that critters find delicious. My Golf R was in the shop for a week trying to diagnose a misfire, turns out the injector harness is very tasty to rabbits.

As a small business owner that deals with customers all over the country, I can’t just ingore calls I don’t know. Furthermore, most of these spammy calls mask the number and use a local area code. 

I spent a large chunk of the mid-1990s working in a mom & pop garage/service station. I remember well the wheezy Excels and Sonatas, warmed-over Mitsubishi designs with the build quality of a Snap-Tite model, weeping oil out of every gasket and breaking door handles at an alarming rate.