A) that book is fantastic.

No, but most of the time, my commute doesn't consist of an autocross track.

that's a land yacht. The camaro should not be.

I'd call that one of the most overestimated cars on the road. I daily drive an NA miata, and probably twice a week I get surprise-raced out of redlights, and traffic moves 5mph faster when I drive my Miata than when I drive my Element.

I'm confused at the choice of child abuse charges, as opposed to willful endangerment of a child, or even contributing to the delinquency of a minor (after all, I assume she had no license). I just don't see how letting your kid drive is "abusive".

Chilling to hear that Danica lifted off because she had a bad feeling. Anyone with an elite level of expertise in something like racing can certainly predict the next few seconds with a reasonable level of accuracy. If she felt it, I'm sure other drivers felt it, too.

If your motto is Drive free or die, and you change it because a driver dies, it seems to me that you never believed in your motto.

Most of the riders over 35-ish, I see in skid lids and jeans. Under that, I see a lot of full gear, except on the college students, who are usually in ball caps and flip-flops. I think the attitude towards gearing up is changing with the new generation of riders.

I suggest moving. Most of my miles are spent on roads that look like this:

you didn't buy your hydraulic disc brakes in wal-mart, and they certainly aren't a "bargain". Better performance, yes, but not a bargain.

10-speeds were, and still are, some of the best bike bargains available. Well-made, low-maintenance, and comfortable to ride. The shit they peddle in stores today doesn't hold a candle to the steel steeds of yore.

I don't blame her. I drove one for a few hundred miles up and down PCH this summer. Absolutely the wrong vehicle for that particular job, but other than the terrible shifting of the auto (which would be fixed with a manual, of course), it quite impressed me.

Virginia is for lovers, not modesty.

I blame it on the stranger danger thing. My generation (80's and beyond) grew up basically being told not to acknowledge strangers, lest we get kidnapped, raped, and murdered. Many of us never outgrew that training. Plenty of people I know love unique cars, or at least appreciate their uniqueness. They're just…

Judging by my most recent visit to the District, I can confirm there is absolutely, positively, nothing more important for the cops to do.

On the scale of continents, New Zealand does not merit its own category.

I think there should be a new class of car that doesn't require $10k in airbags, but does require racing harnesses and nomex suits for all passengers.

Until fireworks season rolls around, then you're all up in their business like the best of friends.

19% were optimists. 100% of optimists got a flat tire. 25% of optimistic flat tire victims discovered their spare was missing and lost their optimism.

"or use the clutch to keep from moving on a hill"