Ah, thanks, I was at work and couldn't watch the video!

The only person to react in real time was the scooter rider in purple in the bottom right of corner of the gif.

When I was younger and stupider, my parents let me take the family daily driver to go to golf practice at the local course with the high school golf team. After spanking whitey practice I decided to invite 3 of my closest golf buddies to go with me to joy ride dad's 1974 two door manual Toyota Corolla, with all of…

I worked at a company called Explosive Fabricators a while back. We used explosives, set off underwater, to form sheet metal into complex shapes.

Same here, Torch, my Malibu Maxx weighed in at 240, my Wrangler at 285...both with a lot of weight to help me save on tickets. TBH, most of my HP bucks get spent on the kids...

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I agree, ausSEA, sociopathic to me would be placing your bet, then going out and making sure you win the money...

As well, if I pound intermittently on the steering wheel, while screaming "c'monnnnn" at the top of my lungs, it will vibrate the steering column in a way that, while not increasing my velocity, gives the feeling of increased power, and therefore enough courage to keep my foot planted for most ill-concieved passing…

I actually asked several physicists about it, and the answer I got from all of them was that the engine described really just couldn't work — it would be the equivalent of trying to make your car go faster by pushing on the steering wheel.

My dad flew Hellcats (the Grumman type) off of carriers, there was one at a museum in Scottsdale many years ago. I couldn't believe how large a radius the propeller had, I was told it could climb with anything else in period. Thanks for the write-up, Tyler.

I hit a deer while at 75ish mph on a motorcycle years ago. After I stopped tumbling, I walked back up the highway to see what I had collided with, and was so pissed that it had trashed my bike that I kicked that thing in the ribs till I couldn't stand up anymore. I'm STILL pissed at that thing. AND, it pooped on my…

Agreed, Jeeper1, I picked up a new manual Wrangler 4 door last fall, can't wait to have the roof and doors off, just to test the drain plugs...

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I received a $60 fine recently for riding on a sidewalk in Denver. But I go above and beyond to not be a complete jerk on my bike, too. If I'm riding in major cities, I just assume that everyone in a car is trying to kill me, including cars with bike racks, and ride accordingly.

Looks like they cut off the video during editing so it wouldn't show the officer sprinting back up the road in a red mist and kicking the everlovincrap out of baby bear, then taking on angry mama bear. The officer promptly rips the big old head off said mama bear and poosdownherneck as punishment for her not teaching…

Boy, Kermit looks like he hit the pavement hard on this stunt, that stupid Miss Piggy probably shoved him out the back.

Not big enough for Mr. Wert.

Big air, flat landing...

Yeah, but it'll be for the Beibs, and it'll be creepy, because it'll be leapord skin wrapped (maybe tiger, he loves the cat skins). And, he won't have any real use for it, so it'll just sit there, collecting dust, like so many cars from Dubai.