Yup.

Finally a light-hearted story to get my mind off of neo-nazis.

This image, found on carcomplaints.com, appears to be one of the affected models.

I once choked on gold dust that a restaurant had sprinkled on my selection of chocolate mousses.

So many Audi haters. It’s a VOLKSWAGEN. If you so called ‘car guys’ can’t fix a Volkswagen you’re not real Jalops. Yeah, so they have a million plastic sensors and gremlins that require the occasional sorting, but the style and thrill they provide is worth it. My mk1 TT is a motherfucking trooper at 170k and the B5 A4…

I heard from someone at Mazda Canada HQ that’s the 2.5t and AWD is going in the CX5 and Mazda 6 (likely auto only).

The turbo motor needs to go in everything they make. Mazdas are great but the engines are gutless. Seems like problem solved.

That was almost like a pit maneuver tap, so I don’t think they would have deployed.

Just go to your local duchebag forum and look for some asshat talking about his sick whip and match those ugly ass rims. Fucking scab.

I thought a 124 Spider on a pole was the definition of trying too hard!

I’m selling my 981 Cayman S to buy something with more power. I’m thinking about a c7 corvette — am I wrong?

Damn, Raph. That’s the car I had just a few weeks ago. Didn’t show much Orlove to it, did you? :(

Even in a tree... it does look good

I second your “meh”.

>rat rod v8 camaro

2nd Gear: “However, a Reuters poll from today shows economists expecting Britain to grow, on average, by 0.3 percent a quarter over the coming year.”

Let’s say you make you favorite cookie recipe, bring them to the office to share with your colleagues. By the end of the day, the box is still mostly full, then you go around the cubes one last time and everyone declines pretending to be on a diet.

Neutral: if it’s not a Macan, Land Rover, or a Land Cruiser 70-Series, it’s not worth your time.

“people are dumb because they don’t like what I think is better”

I wonder if the obstruction to visibility drives further sales. I mean, it’s not fun to be stuck behind one of those behemoths. Surely some people decide if you can’t beat’em, join’em.