It is. The original image came from Chevrolet and teases their 5 new cars in 2015. If that wasn't the new Camaro it wouldn't be there.

If the bike and atom were going the speed limit, they could have easily and safely avoided the disabled car.

The road and speed limit of this particular stretch of asphalt are unknown

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There's a difference, though:

The 1964 Ford Mustang. No one at the time asked for a 2 door four seat personal performance car. One could argue it wasn't even that great of a performer. But the undeniable cool attracted the baby boomers and launched a the segment of high performance four seat "sports cars" that we all know and love today. The Pony…

G63 6x6 (Brabus too obviously), without a doubt.

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Ugh, I hate the people who are just impossible to explain anything to. I had a conversation about pesto this week that went like this:

It must be lonely out there sitting on that curb all by your lonesome, a little rain cloud hovering over you as you look through the window into the nice, warm, fun party we're all having in here.

Leave. Now.

Oh, and would you look at that. I certainly hope you got a fair amount of followers for your hard-hitting piece.

Hey Bill,

The site is too far left for this to get much love, but +1 to you.

In a sort of roundabout way it did. Kind of a combination of a horror story that was deemed too gross to run in AaCP's former home and some recent questions left in the comments of the bedwetting post.

I like how half this post is still dedicated to cleanliness. You can take the poop-smeared wang out of the Clean Person, but you can't take the Clean Person out of the poop-smeared wang. (Or something.)

"Broaching The Subject"

I really don't understand all the hate over this car. I don't even like BMWs and I find myself smitten with this nasty beast. I think it looks great, has a shit ton of character and the performance figures are just bonkers. What's not to love?

True Story.