This makes me a very happy bunny.

I feel conflicted over my level of enjoyment in this thread... <.< >.>

BMW M1

When I was a teenager, I lied to a University of Miami student about my age. He was 19 and thought I was 20. I was actually 14. We "dated" for a couple years. Managed to sidestep flying out for a holiday to meet his parents. Mine were disinterested in my life and never asked to meet my "mate from school". We were…

We had a white/wood one. We called it Moby Dick.

He and Mickey Munday were two interesting cats.

Sigh. One day. One day.

Out of all the cars in that line of traffic, he picks THAT car WITH passengers? He was either really, really stupid — or this is something else.

One time when I was travelling (I had an F150 at the time), I cooked in the car.

Annunciate would be correct. Not to be confused with enunciate

During that era, the Kyalami was much better looking than the Quattroporte. I still struggle with the "Ghibli is not a four door!" part of my brain. I mean come on. Call it a Merak (sexier than the Bora), but not a Ghibli.

If we're talking about any SUV-like vehicle that is luxurious: I want my twin turbo V8 BMW X6M.

I always preferred the 348 to the 355. Give me that open top GTS and tail lamp assembly with the blacked out grille work. Or a spider. Still have never seen an SS in person though. Sigh. Blu Sera or Rosso Monza.

Any of those employees or citizens who voted for Buckhorn and also whinged about how displays like that flag are such an embarrassment for them can get stuffed. I particularly enjoyed his interview about the staggering numbers of how many children of colour/minorities drown due to the inability to swim and that this…

I walked up to a man at a petrol station once who was filling his Fiorano. It was the first one I had seen apart from shooting them at a friendly dealer. One of my favourite Ferrari ever. He turns round and he's terribly good looking in his early 30s (I was 20-21?). Sharp dresser and very kind. I start talking to him…

I wonder how much the legs weigh and the mechanism for working.

Actually, it was on the elevated motorway section of Selmon between the US301 exit and the downtown on ramp.

-bows down to the ME/RWD Francostein- One of only three French cars I'd ever own.

My mum bought one when she was single and living in England. Red with a tan/plaid interior. The story is that my father was working a shift on base at the same place, saw the TR7 and asked who the British bastard was who owned that car. Out came my blonde-haired mum. And the rest, as they say, is history.

Ah, the time period of Dick Tracy and The Shadow. I didn't learn about this car until years later when Gran Turismo included the Chrysler Phaeton in GT2. Those two (plus the Citadel and 300 Hemi C later in that decade) were gorgeous. One of the big car mags did a history of these four plus some other really cool…