Then say that. Saying you’d kill yourself just comes off as ridiculous.

I would’ve never have guessed Tarantino had mommy issues...said no one, ever.

Ah yes. The classic Cascading Failure. A thing that goes catastrophically wrong, causally linked to an endless chain of other Things That Go Catastrophically Wrong that all set off Even More Things That Go Catastrophically Wrong. Like a circular row of dominos, except each domino is an open oil drum filled with…

The windshield wiper controls in a Tesla Model 3 have always seemed a little too hidden to me…

I was reading all the nitpicking and moaning at the beginning of the review waiting for “...but none of that matters, because actually playing this dual-stick shooter is a REVELATION” but instead it’s “...but none of that matters, because if you stand on this balcony it’s VERY PRETTY.”

Dafuq? I obviously haven’t played…

TL;DR - The game doesn’t play great, the loot doesn’t do anything, the leveling mechanics don’t operate intuitively, the map sucks, upgrading weapons is arbitrarily difficult, and all of this may just actually blow up your Xbox for all we know. BUT if you have a sufficiently-sized hard-on for cyberpunk minutiae, it’s…

For all you folks who want to malign Jaguars and Land Rovers, shame on you. You philistines. You just can’t appreciate the beauty of these vehicles’ classically-influenced designs and old-school appointments.

If you ever see someone standing beside their Ferrari, casually say “Awesome Corvette! What year is it?”

Erik, it was a racing incident, pure and simple. Neither driver was about to yield the race to the other right then. Both drivers were going for the same thing and hoping that the other would bail out.

What do you mean “for some reason?”

In 2004 I was about to pull the trigger on a Pontiac GTO, when there was a shake-up in the local management of my company and the ONE person in the entire office of 40 people who I did not get along with suddenly became my boss.

Call me when they fix the lack of a temporary save/suspend feature. They’re not getting my money until then.

Good grief.

That would be the Drive, where a lot of former Jalopnik writers end up.  Kristen Lee just joined up over there, actually.

I know exactly how this feels. I bought a Toyota Supra last year, and the whole interior was from a BMW.

$30,000 will get you a ~2010 E63 AMG and when the tow truck drive shows up you can tell them all about how your station wagon has over 500 horsepower.

Like with every private enterprise super focused on profit they will cut corners in every place they can until sh*! hits the metaphorical fan (fan metaphorical since they outlawed the brabham fancar).  
Then they blame the enthisiasts help+ing out (it isn’t that we are saving money where we shouldn’t, but those pesky…

The more I learn about F1, the more it seems like a billion-dollar clownshow.

You could also not act like a diaper-shitting big baby and pick it up whenever down the road, like an adult with a life and a sense of priorities. In the meantime you could always read a book. You know, a book.

Has Hyundai tried explaining to the owners “whoever smelt it, dealt it?”