"Car repair is just about the most satisfying thing you can do with a vehicle."

The first car I ever owned (you wreck it, you buy it, son) was a '74 two door Toyota Corolla, a 1.2 liter 4spd, at 63 horses. Tiny car. Never did get that up to a hundy, even downhill with a tailwind.

That was written from the Golf's perspective, not the truck drivers, the Golf spectacularly failed to check his blind spot, and paid for it. Rereading my post, I could have been way clearer, it was hilarious in my head...

Top gif = "Big giant truck, liiiiiiiiiitle tiny blindspot, or maybe just lazy checking it..."

Scorching fanatasy up in smoke....they oughta be lights, though...

That middle truck looks like it's full of some fine Connecticut wrapper, bound for a cigar factory. Follow at all costs!

Skip the propellers, and it's a winner. Either way, it's gonna turn some heads...

Just imagine an 80's rally car with a couple of those headlights on the roof, it'd scorch the paint off the hood...those things must be half the height or more of the windsheld.

"I would not, could not, on a horse, I would not, could not, on a tractor, I would not could not, on a mower, I do not like getting pulled over and getting jailed."

Seems I fat-fingered an extra comma there, my bad.

I just can't imagine the results of a passenger airbag going off while the passenger is leaving toe-prints on the windshield...

You honk, my horn while I'm driving, my hand hits your face....Mom.

Riders still gonna have a bare spot on the back of his/her head from going head first backwards off that bike...

Not to speak poorly of the rest of the extraordinarily talented writers here at Jalopnik, but it's stuff like this that makes The Torch "The Most Interesting Man In The Internets".

So, shagging = core workout...

I have been waiting in focused agony for Bentley to fix their major problem with this thing by making the brake and gas pedals out of alloy and lightening them with drilled holes.

She does look very relaxed and comfortable, I wouldn't blame her if she ends up in a sunnier state than mine with that car as her regular ride...

Wonder Woman... I remember her fondly from my teenhood, although I liked really cool bikes too, so I'm torn...May I trade, or is it too rude to ask?

I am beyond honored, and will accept the honor of the delivery of a shiny shiny Ford GT, which I will have to immediately sell as I would not make a qualified caretaker of such a stunning future classic. Besides, I need a vehicle that babies, which my pretend S-10 supercar/truck does fairly well, due to the extended…

I would like to state the case that my 2000 S-10 is this stinking close to supercar status, if not completely there, for the following reasons: