As an EV proponent, I’m still fine with snowmobiles staying gas powered. But this smog-belching 2-stroke shit needs to go, and take its buzzy-ass sounds and soot-covered trails with it. 

My shitbox Camry. It got hit on 3 of 4 possible sides in separate incidents, got a stuck thermostat, blew a bunch of fuses during an alternator replacement, and is nevertheless already on its way back from the moon, mileage-wise.

It’s as simple as locking the pliers onto the ball and pulling.

My next vehicle will therefore be a 1988 Volvo 245. Good luck taking that over, Big Tech!

For 90s cars full of shitty, brittle plastic parts just waiting to break, I keep one of these around.

As the UN Secretary General, I'd happily return China's complaint concerning the Outer Space Treaty with a nice fresh copy of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights.

Somewhere in suburban Detroit, David Tracy is staring at his yard full of rusty shitheaps—er, viable used cars for potential sale—and salivating frothily.

This is your daily reminder that frontal area has nothing to do with coefficient of drag. A cruise ship could have a drag coefficient of 0.28.

If you have the time, about 10% of that annual maintenance budget will buy all the basic tools you need for preventative maintenance. Happy wrenching!

As the CEO of a German luxury automaker, I’d create a subscription to change the color of the car on demand. The catch is, the car is horrifying ugly no matter the color.

There’s a Blip from a couple weeks ago where he referred to his Audi R8 review as “one (likely) last press trip.” So...there’s that.

Dude has nearly died of exposure and crashing, on different motorcycle reviews. He also willingly lives in Reno (I kid, mostly). If there’s a jalopnik writer to call soft, it ain’t him.

Well until my Miata stops leaking fluids long enough to pass tech inspection, I won’t be hitting any track days :)

A two and a half ton sports car should have brakes sized to stop two and a half tons, repeatedly. It just should.

This is why greenies like me keep banging on about carbon taxes. Instead of making really elaborate rules about what is or is not allowed, just put a price on environmental destruction and watch markets figure it out from there.

And then your shitty e46 got swept away in a flood, because melting the planet has consequences.

Yeah, my NA Miata is keeping its ICE. $10/gallon for synthetic fuel will be inconvenient but not world-ending when it gets 35mpg and needs about 5 fillups per year.

I think there’s a required internship at Business Insider first.

It also changed at geological timescales in the past. Ya know, over the course of millenia. Not “holy shit, fire season is 100 days longer than when I was a kid” speeds.