Save for the (rare) wisp of smoke from the exhaust, they’re indestructible, I admit.

Yes, thank you! The satisfaction I derive from a manual cannot be quantified; like hitting that perfect heel-toe.

Thank you. USDM - 2.5, JDM - 2.0.

Don’t tempt me, man, don’t tempt me. I want a bike so bad, but don’t entirely trust myself. I have the adrenaline bug something fierce.

I had a slow-ass modified Mitsu that popped in spectacular fashion on the highway, and had to get something else. Wife was like: “You’ve always wanted an STI - get one!” But they don’t make wagons any longer and we need the space, so we settled for a used Jalop-special Mazda 3 Hatch. Manual, of course. Surprisingly…

I think it’s all much ado about nothing. F1 without Silverstone? Unimaginable. But stranger things have happened, (* cough cough BRExit cough *) so there’s that.

At least the turn signal is amber. Or is it? That is a strange layout tho, I must admit.

On point, my friend. Luckily I only did a day, not a weekend. Now when I’m in VA driving I’m Zen-like. Have to be.

No one indicates anymore in the DMV, especially here in NoVA. I consciously have to tell myself to calm down and get home.

I’ve lived here for years and that is one of the laws that there’s no argument for. It’s mind-boggling.

+1.

What the actual f*ck. Really?

You’re absolutely right. I’ve never once not seen an amber, but in this cesspool that is the D.C. area I’m sometimes not sure whether someone’s actually indicating or just brake-happy, and I have to do a double-take.

OK, I’m a Hamilton fan - I’ll get that out of the way. I can’t think of any mistakes he’s made lately. Last I remember was his race start issues last season, but please correct me if I’m wrong.

We all know what Rosberg had to do to win - a combination of luck and monk-like routines. The fact that Bottas is this good, this soon, is f-ing great. Of course Hamilton’s the better driver still, but he won’t walk away with the championship. And I still don’t think Vettel’s got the mettle.

When things don’t go his way, Vettel’s a little b*tch. I’m... tiring of it. Nothing wrong with believing one’s good, but there’s always someone better. Records are there to be broken.

I’m just glad that I, waking up at 10, resisted the urge to Jalop and ignored my phone before I watched the race.

Indeed. He’s a master at Silverstone, rain or not.

Man, wish you could’ve caught Mad Mike in that ludicrous MX5. Or did you? That thing’s amazing.