Honestly, I tried not to think about him.
We had a pair of 2003 Vibes. One of the best auto interiors ever. Plus the glorious pop-up hatch glass.
Wagons are a beautiful and (essentially) extinct breed. Ain’t right.
I fit 43 computers into this space once. (03 Matrix XRS)
I got wood in my woody! Grand Wagoneers combine everything that’s great about a wagon with the functionality of a 4-wheel drive truck. Happy I snagged mine 10 years ago before people realized how great these are.
This is my dream come true. When I was in first grade, I remember reading about the existence of New Coke in an old issue of 3-2-1 CONTACT magazine and I decided that I needed to try it. This would have been 1991 or 1992.
Don’t forget the Mazda2!
The 11foot8 bridge has finally gone too far.
I found BatB to be completely tepid and mediocre personally. All of the life sucked out of it with some pretty bad visual effects on the Beast (and that wretched new song!) Compared to the Jungle Book which I quite liked, full of energy.
Most studios would just dump the game, and build a new one. Even games successful at launch rarely get the level of updates like this one did.
People overhyped the shit out of the game when they were four fucking people working on it. I don’t understand how people could be so surprised by the result. Stop overhyping shit. Every-fucking-game get overhyped and some people will get very vocal about the thing they imagine because it’s not what they wanted.
A “liar, thief and fraud” wouldn’t be spending time to deliver on those promises, when they could be busy chasing that almighty dollar in a different game.
They should do what they did with the Rogue and introduce the new model as the Frontier, and keep this honest little thing going another couple years as the Frontier Select/Classic/Workman/Clever Name Here with just the minimum required updates to get it to acceptable safety ratings and include the federally-required…
To be honest, I’m not sure if the one about windmills is worse than this one. It’s just a complete rejection of the reality surrounding him.
It’s stuff like this that prevents me from entering a competitive environment in any game.
I have, for many years, maintained the truism that fighting with honor creates only a moral obligation to lose. If you cannot sort a route around your opponent’s tactics, that’s on you. So long as the play was within established…