Am I the only one that didn't realize he always wanted a Canadian track car?

I expect a good engine revving and some expensive rum sipping, but exploding tires isn't my style.

I forget every time how pants shitting that Yellowbird run is. The balls on that man. They are formidable.

But I agree, that brown is the tits.

Hickory is a tree...

Once saw an Audi R8 with that milk chocolate paint and dark chocolate, near black side blade. I wanted to stick it between two graham crackers with a toasted marshmallow. Shit looked delicious.

Yep, the steelies make it for me.

Mercedes' Alubeam silver. I first saw it on a CLS65 AMG, but the SLS wears it quite well.

I actually exclaimed, out loud, surrounded by people "that's pretty nice." Definitely better than I would have hoped. Can't wait to see it on the road, though I totally agree with the assessment that it looks like a 6 series Gran Coupe.

I live about three hours from there. I am so tempted to make this horrible voyage into NASCAR nether country.

I think your line of thinking is correct. I would say that manuals exist out of necessity, not desire. I imagine that if you asked your average Chinese buyer with a stick if they would prefer an automatic, they would say yes. Automatics and flappy paddles are definitely a sign of status, because they are found in…

You were my vote, Duke. Keep it up!

I agree on everything but the comment about China. The car culture there is very, very young, but damn near every car you see is a manual. Outside of the Audis and Mercs that clog major cities.

You thought your Honda S2000 was cool? Well, it is, but let's go back in time a bit with Pontiac's digital dials. Michael Knight was certainly proud of GM.

That steering wheel is the grossest thing I have ever seen since blue waffle.

The actions of the drivers in that video are undeniably stupid and reckless. I wholeheartedly condemn their actions and the way they endangered the lives of other law-abiding motorists.

More tunnel!

Nope.

Some of these appear to be in China. There are clearly Chinese characters in the part that starts at 2:30. And the one before that appears to be there as well, and not just because the guy is Asian.

I have often been struck by that thought when looking out the window of my internship on the 22nd floor of a building about a mile from the Huang Pu River. This is actually my last day, so this picture is even more poignant. I don't want to go home to North Carolina!