I live in Virginia and consider these normal behavior:
Demon-Xanth knows how to operate a street.
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Meanwhile, at the cheaper end of the spectrum, here’s a 380HP Corvair engine. With pushrods. Also doing over 9000RPM. Though designed for much shorter distances.
Does it leak oil like a sieve? If not, I’ll take one for my Corvair!
But that neighborhood? You can add a digit comfortably! Pay it off by labor day.
Nader didn’t kill the Corvair. The UAW, Mustang, Nova, and Camaro did.
For SF, if there was a spot that was just $3/day I’d jump on it like a horny Jack Russel Terrier.
A toll is a toll, and a roll is a roll. If we don’t get no tolls, we don’t eat no rolls.
Realized the typo, but too late to edit to fix.
A 737's tail is about 36' tall. So he basically came 13 feet away from the difference between “butt clench” and “collision”.
“This chicken sandwich is the biggest piece of shit ever to be called a chicken sandwich that I’ve ever tried to put into my mouth!” —review after “editorial decisions” were made.
Talk about a first response, the accident hasn’t even finished happening and they’re already on the scene!
I was on the fence until I saw that sticker. You need to have your stuff sorted out to get one of those! NP.
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My Dakota driving in town with a camera attached to the tip of the traction bar:
Having been in places where people have spent more time under a bus than your average Greyhound mechanic, it really is a toxic culture. People become afraid to even try because like tetris, “accomplishments disappear, mistakes pile up.” So you end up with a place where nobody attempts to improve something as the…
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My bad, the screen jumped while I was reading it due to ads,
The Corvair was torture to get space? Are you kidding? I can fit in my car’s trunk!