Late edit: It’s not in Winchester Va, it’s in Moorefeild WV. This would help explain all the bad decisions that went into this thing. 

lol ok boomer

I'm more worried that you are so old you read Arthur Haley books. Was that after watching the talkies at the Bijou?

It’s a nice survivor, in apparently good condition. The price is too high, but “the answer is always ‘no’, until you ask”. That leaves room for negotiation, but at its current asking price, it’s a ND, for me.

Is your local mom and pop shop one of the largest automakers on the planet and a manufacturer of a competing product? This is like taking your HP laptop to Apple for repair 

I feel like you snarky asshole commenters should do the same...

Fun story — the first time I ever saw a V12 R129, it was driven by a guy who owned a fleet of taco trucks that made him mad bank. This was WAAAY before Roy Choi and the fancification of the rolling kitchens, but pretty much the same basic idea.

He told Road & Track that he crashes “a car every five years,”

can you also fix the part that says “company’s like GM...”? Jesus Christ.

Fan boy tears taste wonderful.

I’d take this over a Model S just off build quality alone. You cant really compare the Porsche and the i7 though as they’re for different buyers. They’re both EVs, but the Taycan is the drivers EV. Its for the buyer that wants to go fast and be seen and doesnt care how far they have to go.

This right here. In upstate NY the Turkish American owner of the Chobani yogurt company hires a ton of Syrian refugees and other immigrants. Not only do they work harder, but they pass drug screens and eventually become grateful proud citizens. There has been blow back from the oh so welcoming local Republican welcome…

Id rather flip burgers then work in any factory in my life ever again.

I’m familiar with rural IN. I suspect the problem is that there aren’t enough competent workers who could pass their drug tests.

This isn’t an airport. Not all departures need announcing.

GTFO

There is nothing, nothing, like the smell of an old British car interior. My wife calls it musty, I call it heaven. Old leather and wool and whatever they stuffed the seats with, a little oil and grease from the mechanicals, and I swear you can also smell the hint of early fall leaves, but maybe that is just memories…