You can be a very successful businessman and also a shitty person that people dislike. In fact they often go hand in hand.

“I wonder if it’d be a marketing negative or positive to mention that the Mustang sits on a crossover platform now?”

I was gonna say, I learned how to drive a manual at 12, and I still do this at least once a year. That and rolling off the highway thinking you’re coasting in N, but you’re really still in 6th because why would I be dumb enough to not put it in neutral?

I was ready to rage at the absence of @itsvantime, but upon further investigation, their instagram is basically nonexistent.

It’s enough for me to walk away from good cars here in Ohio, so I probably wouldn’t even bother calling about a car if I was in California.

Matt Farah had like a 15 part series on his podcast about going through this mess with his Delorean. It sounded... terrible.

Hey, if it’s still good enough for Ferrari... /s

It’s part of the wheelpros empire, so they’re about as close as a wheel builder is gonna get to publicly traded.

The chain has big abrasive “teeth” on it, and they just run it back and forth under ship, using the weight to help slice it like a piece of deli meat.

I was lucky enough to go to the ADAC vintage race meet at the Nurburgring in 2010, and there was a dude in the pits towing his Formula Ford racer with a purple suicide door Lincoln Continental.

Needs more 4 inch wide TE-37.

This sounds like a perfect excuse to bring back the true Honda Accord of motorcycles, the Pacific Coast. Huge, comfy touring bike looks, with a little tiny motor that gets good mileage, plus tons of room under all that bodywork for batteries.

My school was like a mile from the center of Columbus too. Just a city kid in redneck cosplay.

A kid in the grade above me got “suspended” (wasn’t allowed to walk at graduation, but still got his diploma because this happened literally the day before summer break started) because he left a machete visible on his gun rack, and a week old decomposing deer in the bed of his F150, which he then parked on school…

I got stopped at a concert (Panic! at the Disco, I think) by the dude running the metal detector for having one on my keys. He called his supervisor over, and the supervisor just went “who the hell is he gonna hurt with that?” and handed it back to me.

It ended up being a decent learning experience, but I definitely had a leg up from being in Boy Scouts and shooting trap as a kid. There were middle aged and older folks there that had never even held a firearm before.

They took my butter knife, but left my sketchy stamped steel fork that legit looked like a prison shank.

Wonder where he got that idea?

I remember taking a CCW course years ago, and the instructor bragged at the start that everybody always passes. That was concerning.

And here I thought I fucked up the last time I left a camping cutlery set in my back and the TSA found it.