A whole channel dedicated to slow motion and see-thru machines? Ugh, sure, I didn’t have plans for the next 5 hours or anything.

Do you commute 65 miles one-way? 

Lol. How many Leafs were sold with a 74 mile (when new) range? Alot.

I mean, there’s a whole lot of societal horsecrap to unpack in the truck segment. The marketing has been heavily gendered throughout history in a way that has excluded every woman I know with horses, race cars and/or other stuff that necessitates having a truck around. The professions trucks are sold for have…

Yet it’s hella crappy to stereotype people based on characteristics they can’t change about themselves. Some of the automotive stereotyping here that alludes to the outdated notions that we’re less capable than men would probably get a dude kneed in the scrotum if he voiced them in any other medium. Why do it with…

Because it’s sexist as hell to pigeonhole women as liking this or that, and yes, the backlash would be a whole lot of well deserved negative press that no one wants? Marketers are always going to have a target buyer with a set amount of needs in mind, but who cares if that buyer is a woman, a man or nonbinary? It just …

Seriously.

I would definitely rock a magenta or pink lace Ferrari...

Cool

Is that a Mitsubishi Diamante? (Damn, I need a life)

lol fuck

Nothing a 96 month loan can’t fix.

I misspoke I’m SORRY.

He’s talking about me, Pat. I do that all the time.

Please sync it, you’re missing out on the cool stuff and they already have you info.

It gets worse. No matter what car you drive, people can see your location in real time and without authentication, can read your license plate, and can even watch you inside your own car.

So, a coprolite is a piece of fossilized feces, literally stone-cold shit, and yet paleontologists get frothy excited when one is found. It’s not how foul a thing is, it’s how good an indicator of an era or experience it is. The Trabant is possibly the worst car ever foisted on the car-buying public, and yet today…

If I close my eyes I can still remember the engine vibrations coming through the steering wheel, the torque steer, and even the no-base sound coming through the stereo of my 1985 Ford Escort as it played De La Soul’s debut album. These era Fords were actually pretty good cars for the money, with much more…

Its clearly too much money for it but wow, I love mundane time capsules in their original state. Someday after hitting the powerball I’m going to open the museum for everyday time capsules. Eff it NP!

Are you trying to kink-shame BMW?