Could be a uber ad
Could be a uber ad
The wife and I plan to tour the country via RV when we retire.
Or Hillary’s entire campaign. Or Bernie tweeting about money from one of his three homes.
My first wife wanted a cute little VW Rabbit, but I crave wagons with a passion. We decided to buy a new car and started saving a nice down payment, but we never saw eye to eye about which car to buy. She the Rabbit, me the Taurus wagon that could help me haul gear to work. Unfortunately, she became gravely ill…
My wagon is a bit tall, but I don’t mind since it has two snails under the hood that make extra ponies.
Why so many early ‘80s Chrysler K-Cars in the trailer?
Blood THICKER(?!) water.
ProTip when trailering a PT Cruiser: Don’t tie it down.
I just want an excuse to wear my baby blue tux with top hat. I have a creamsicle orange one, too, if you want to come.
Hi performance, pushrod v8, 2 valves per cylinder, 650hp, and (up to, depending on model) 30mpg. That’s America.
Were the girls hot, wearing less than bikinis? Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis?
Ford 300 ci straight six. Those things were beasts.
Ram The Revellers (The Cars and Coffee model)
RTR stands for ‘Ready To Rock’
Wanna be a baller, Tahj m’holler
So much hype around the Dodge Demon and yet this Nissan Maxima is clearly a hell of a drag racer.
The cold is what you make of it.
Albany is upstate NY. Rochester is western NY.
Irregardless, I think he inferred he could care less.
“Sir, I pulled you over because the time-averaged derivative of your location measured by this laser interferometer has exceeded the specified local maximum.”