Their corporate knowledge will translate nicely to the track when the races turn wet and they need to carefully choose their rubber, that’s for sure.
Their corporate knowledge will translate nicely to the track when the races turn wet and they need to carefully choose their rubber, that’s for sure.
A gaggle of geese.
Cadillac is like the weird guy embedded in the otherwise straight laced fraternity who wishes he had the guts to be true to his weird tendencies but will instead wear black metal t-shirts underneath his button down shirts while trying very hard not to say “No one understands me”
Translation: “The kids who want these cars can’t afford them, so we can’t justify development costs of adding another option. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go work on the automatic for the new Supra.”
Dear Vault-Tec:
How many headshots do I need to unlock the blue camo?
That’s cool and all but I wonder if they fixed Grossjeans brakes yet.
Some days I think to myself, “yeah, I could daily an NSX.”
5th Gear: In between this and the grid girls post, there’s just a liiiiitle bit too much Splinter in my Jalopnik today.
There is, of course, the kind of beauty you can see with your eyes. Clean lines, good proportions, a nice paint job, that kind of thing. But there’s another kind of beauty that happens when a car is fulfilling its purpose. A Nissan GT-R is most beautiful when it’s winning races. A Honda Odyssey is most beautiful when…
Earth Dreams
You shift the Accord’s gears by believing in it