Boxers, and a CVT Pathfinder?

Kristen’s review nails Miata road tripping. I spent a year living out of an NA and drove the car cross-country 5 times. You only really want the top down up to 50 mph and on a long trip you want the shade. With the top up, the wind noise and a bit of stereo is enough to make your ears ring. There’s no way to take…

I own a ‘17 Miata RF. It is everything you say, cramped, loud, uncomfortable on long trips and impractical. I also love it more than any other car I have ever owned or driven.

One too many pats on the head.

If its not going to end up looking like this, I’ll pass:

This is completely awesome! I vow to be that little old lady someday.

I bought an XKR convertible a couple weeks ago. The other day I was getting gas when a little old lady (80ish) pulled up behind me in a lovely white Benz SEC. We’re talking like 4'10'’, curly grey hair, cardigan, the whole deal. She comes up, says ‘Wow, what a beautiful car, can I take a look?’ I tell her of course,…

“Dear Penthouse, you’ll never believe what happened to me the other day...”

That license plate holder is a crime.

Cotdamn, that has to be the most perfectly outfitted Porsche I’ve ever seen. The color, interior, wheels...everything is just right

Nothing gets women going like having to put on 5-point harnesses when going out on a date.

I still have the 1/18th Bburago model. I’m not saying I have brought it to work and put it on my desk and in slow moments drive it around my cube making car noises, but I’m not not saying that either.

The truth is, most driving is boring these days, regardless of what you’re driving. The daily traffic-riddled commute, popping out for groceries, etc. I do those things in a highly entertaining car, and they still aren’t exactly what I’d call fun.

I love Wanda so much.

If Taylor Swift had made those allusions to Britney’s breakdown or dressed up like a geisha on MTV, we would never ever hear the end of it, regardless of the good deeds and charity she had done.

Someone “stealing” Mayer is like someone stealing your Taco Bell. Let them get the explosive diarrhea and be glad you dodged that bullet.

It’s astonishingly that there are more goldfish crackers in our minivan than in the local Costco.

Thanks for affirming my kid free lifestyle, everyone.

I feel like all these started with the same conversation: