I’ve found for vacations, plan one big or two small things a day. No more than that. If you only have two things to go to that are an hour each, you’re not stressing and can enjoy things. Driving and want to just look at something you saw? Go for it. You got the time. Enjoying a nice spot you took a break at? Keep…

You have an Audi 70? Pfft! 240Z!

Not after it leaves the shop...

The way I look at things:

My take:

The front wing was actually to pass US bumper height laws. The later ones that were brought in by the company itself had different bumpers that had huge lumps to get the required height.

So many of those make me feel so conflicted.

Coming off of the “Starion”, I would actually believe that it was a tongue in cheek joke to both.

Do epic burnouts, get judged, win prizes. In descending order of importance.

It was such a huge deal BECAUSE it was the last.

Could be worse, you could steal a Duesenburg. Every single engine and chassis has been accounted for. There are no barn finds, no junkyard pulls, nothing. Someone knows where that car and motor have been.

Looks like another side-show-shit-show. A bunch of people get together in a place like a mob (intersections and freeways are fair game), shut it down to anyone attempting to use said place for it’s intended purpose, do donuts and stuff that is questionable at best, and if someone dares mess up because safety be…

I’m surprised my boss hasn’t asked my to install this on my personal phone...

If it were legal, I’d DD the shit out of one of those.

I let someone drive my Corvair unattended while I was trying to sell it. But then I had their truck in sight and could follow the gear oil leak to find the direction they went.

In the end, everything security is a compromise. I’ve watched a few locksmith videos where they literally pick a brand new Master lock in under a minute. Sure, we can put a high security lock and door on our house, or even go stupid nuts and make the door like a bank vault. Won’t stop a thief from grabbing one of the…

“Where could I go where nobody would notice a town full of robots? Connecticut!” —Stepford Wives.

We were riding on trails around Smith Valley, NV when the bolt for my nephew’s chain tensioner on his quad stripped out. We managed to find a stick to jam in between the axle block and housing that held perfectly to get us back. It was so perfect, that the next trip out to Sand Mountain, NV, the bolt hadn’t been…

My gut says Ford Tempo

I was the designated driver for my sister’s wedding because they could rely that my distaste for alcohol (literally, I don’t like the taste of alcohol itself) meant that at the end of the night I was going to be 100% sober. The making of alcohol fascinates me and I’d love to make a still with copper sheets and pipes…