Not really good at picking up on internet sarcasm are ya? :)
Not really good at picking up on internet sarcasm are ya? :)
There are very few cars that give me a boner.
Maybe it’s just me but all I see in these pictures are streets, people, some cars and then weird floating license plates.
I see you shiver with antici
They don’t make humans like that any more. Grandpa is a treasure.
Wife and I were hauling a queen sized bed set on the roof of our Oldsmobile right after we moved to PA. It was night, we had the hazards going, both our phones plugged in, and radio on. Electrical system couldn’t handle it and fried the pigtail off the positive battery terminal. We ended up stuck in the middle of the…
These abilities, however, were not a revelation to me. We’ve driven thehell out of the Fiat/Miata.
This is the correct take
Sounds like a typical scientist/engineer. They look at the data (can he function without her) and make a decision based on the data (yes, he can) and people’s feelings don’t matter.
There’s actually a shortage of Tesla spares, demand currently exceeds supply, meaning these will probably be able to be sold for good money.
“Once they’re lifted, local police reportedly said that the vehicles are dismantled within a couple hours of being purloined.”
can confirm, got over $9k off a 340i, had Senor Manuel in it too!
Double check that the “included” maintenance program is transferrable from original owner to subsequent owners. BMW has been tweaking the program on newer cars (2015+) that limit the transferability and length (2017) of the factory maintenance program on resold cars.
Not a single one of those would I own outside of warranty.
Oh no! Look at all that delicious unagi on the freeway. What will we do? Can someone be so kind as to hand me the teriyaki sauce and fire up the grill?
I’m almost certain it won’t... but I hope it has at least little “86 sized” back seats. Need somewhere to force my poor dog to sit if im going to convince my significant other that this is a good idea.
Ok, who will be first to identify that 1980's red velour beauty?
Gawkers never learn: don’t poke the bear.