I accidently took the North ramp once instead of the South, and there wasn’t an off-ramp for 45 minutes. There’s nothing like adding 90 minutes to a 10-minute drive.
I accidently took the North ramp once instead of the South, and there wasn’t an off-ramp for 45 minutes. There’s nothing like adding 90 minutes to a 10-minute drive.
I lived in that area, and would regularly see 3 McLarens on my way to work. I remember reading that that dealership was the busiest in the country.
My ‘83 Camaro was Blackbeard. It was black, it had a Jolly Roger flag on the antenna, and the license plate started with AHR, as in “AHR, Matey.”
I find great joy in turning on the passenger heated seats in the summer. No wonder why I am single.
In high school, I had a couple guys riding in the back of my pickup at night. There’s a spot where train tracks pass over another set of rails. I could see a train coming over the bridge, so I pretended to stall on the lower tracks. Just as I did, there was a deafening whistle. I’ll never forget those screams.
L-AMPborghini?
Gas was leaking from the tank of my car. I was quoted $1000 for replacement a new “special plastic” tank from a big chain garage. I bought a used tank for $65, and as I dropped the tank, I realized it was only the $15 rubber filler gasket. I’m fairly sure they would have replaced the tank anyway.
I took a valve-adjustment class at a local shop. It took hours to take off the tank and panels, but the checking/adjustment was not hard at all.
In one of the scariest driving experiences of my life driving though the mountains of West Virginia, I learned a valuable lesson that just because you are going south, it doesn’t mean that it will always be getting warmer.
ND. Hondas are generally bulletproof, but Gold Wings are notoriously difficult to work on. If the starter motor goes, you have to tear apart the entire bike.
Completely disagree. There is so much more going on when learning to ride a motorcycle. Buy a cheap manual car fist.
My first car was a black ‘83 Berlinetta. The teenage me always loved the looks of that generation. I thought it was fun to drive, except in the snow.
One word: Motorcycle.
I recently got an invitation from a girl who I like to spend a few weeks with her in Santa Rosa, CA. Since I am working remotely, and I do have a lot of vacation days, this may be the time to make the cross-country trip that I’ve been wanting to do. I’m still trying to work out the logistics of a 5,000 mile round trip…
Comanche?
I think these are the ultimate relatively inexpensive (not exoticar) “Hey, look at me!” vehicle. The prices seem very high for what they are though. I’ll admit, I’d love to take one out for a spin.
It happened in my car about 3 times when I was younger. Once involved walking a bit to a gas station. (They sell gas cans, so I assume it happens a lot). Once on the turnpike, a PennDot truck came along after a few minutes and gave me gas. After that, Pennziol had this 1.5 gallon gas bottle that worked only on hot…
Thanks for the explainer. I’ve tried to figure the relationship out, but it is complicated.
I once got an estimate for $1200 to replace a gas tank due to a leak. I got a used tank for $65, and when I dropped the tank, found it was just a rotted $15 filler gasket.