Agreed.
Agreed.
Damnit nibbles.
It's Bugatti's signature elephant ornament.
It's the Sundancer that does it for me.
Leonardo Da Vinci.
V1 master-race checking in. Was my first thought as well.
I like to keep just the slightest bit of my car in view when looking at my mirrors, just as a simple point if reference.
Bi-drive Recreational All-terrain Transporter.
Peugeot T16, my friend.
I've got this one:
Lamborghini Egoista. It's all in the name.
Not sexy, and nigh entirely pointless. That said, the LS2 was much more suited for the job. I'd love on '05 with the LS2 and the flat hood.
The answer is always... Shit, I don't even have to finish that sentence.
Not that it is or ever will be an actual car, I say the SSC Tuatara. Tuat for short. Pronounced twat.
Beard Beer, Rogue Brewery. A pretty tasty semi-sour beer.
Who expects to get spanked by a Passat Wagon, when pulling away from a stop light?
That's a thing?
I suppose Ron Tonkin Gran Turismo will be peddling Alfas to Oregonians, being as there isn't a single AR dealer in the state.
The Hindenburg's land-faring brother.