“Kids, shut the f*ck up and get back inside, stop bothering me. I’m trying to fabricate a back seat so we can spend some quality time together, you little brats! NOW GO BOTHER YOUR MOTHER!”

Meetup to celebrate a movie that celebrates lawlessness. What could go wrong?

“Enthusiasts”, I prefer to call them “douchebags”.

There’s a guy near me with an M5 and a Demon, it’s totally ying and yang. The Demon just doesn’t compete with GT cars like the M5 at all really. Fun comparo though.

I’m all for reading manuals to get familiar with all the features, but this seems like a basic enough function that ought to have had a more intuitive design. Would it have been too much to ask during the design phase that the release mechanism be placed on the door instead? I suppose the lever isn’t hidden per se,…

It was definitely this man’s unlocky day.

Here’s a couple ways to spot an unmarked cop car.

Seriously, what type of sociopath goes to a dealership and says, “You know what? I’m not a cop, but I just want people to think I’m one?” What type of sadist looks at anything the police does, and thinks “That’s a thing I also want to do to?”

“The truck driver said he didn’t realize there was a car at first,”

The explorer has been a staple for white soccer moms long before it was a staple for police forces. But I hear you, and by the way, the civilian chargers with the push bars are way bigger bullshit.

The model that looks closests to the police version is the Explorer Sport. And the drivers are aware of this, and use it to their advantage. I’ve routinely been cruising along minding my business only to have one of these speed up behind me attempting to make me go faster. Only to see them pass and see it’s Karen…

Are you dead?
No

That’s nice and all, but, I mean...

In 2008 I had the opportunity to buy a 1993 Mazda RX-7 R1, bone stock, one owner, 24,000 miles. $12,995. Acquiring it would have also necessitated a loan to a 19 year old college student with $200 to his name that no bank would back, so imagine my surprise that my father was completely, 100% willing to loan me the…

Anyone who has read about my Dad’s green BMW recently will know how much I love Beemers.

Yep. And who can blame the guy for trying to understand his (ridiculously expensive) car before going full out and crashing the damn thing?

While the pluckiness and self-aware nature of the S2000 is amusing to me, the real hero is the McLaren Senna owner who is ACTUALLY tracking his car instead of placing it inside their sealed garage with a more sophisticated HVAC system than most laboratories.

It looks like a southwest desert car, which is how you usually find cars with natural “patina” still solid enough to drive.  You’re thinking of norhteast cancer, which is what makes vehicles true shitboxes.

Making the plastic parts look like they rusted is unforgivable.

I like the concept, but patina is never perfectly symmetrical. The front bumper wrap has a mirror image my OCD can’t unsee.