PFFFFFFFT, wrong “St. Elmo’s Fire”

This is really a great visual device for showing something people don’t think about often enough. If you live in an area that gets winter weather, your best bet is always to race against an automotive journalist on a tricycle, because he’ll be out of breath after two laps.

Now if they could only offer the 3-series sport wagon or 4-series Gran Coupe in a manual. I want my manual non-GT 3-series liftback.

They offered that for a while on the last allroad. Didn’t un-raise the suspension, but it did paint all the bare plastic trim body-color to look like an Avant.

How’s the experience at Kerbeck? I always wondered considering the array of brands they sell.

Coughlin was with the team for so long he says he barely has any memory of they day he took over from Bill Parcells.

But how did you know he was going to tweet that?

Car Magazine (UK) once featured a quick review of the first-gen Kia Rio which included the headline “Her Name is Rio... And She’s Crap”. I can’t find it reproduced online anywhere, but needless to say, it was perhaps the most scathing short review I’ve ever seen.

The video sadly lacks the iconic Pulp Fiction quotes:

Given my pale exterior, I believe that I am in a position to state unquestionably that legal action concerning vegan mayo is the whitest thing ever.

Check out my S14.

Specifically, the 2000 US Grand Prix at Indianapolis. Michael Schumacher broke Ayrton Senna’s career wins record with his 42nd. It was Schumacher’s second of 4 straight wins to end the season, and the one in which he overtook Hakkinen for the championship lead. He would become Ferrari’s first driver in over 20 years…

Anecdotal evidence regarding the obsession with legs for people of that era: an octogenarian very recently ran her (yes, her) hand up the side of Mrs. Bang’s calf, whispering, “You have such nice legs,” as she did so. It was not the first time this has happened. Mrs. Bang often gets unsolicited, unwanted “compliments”…

Seriously. Everyone likes one song by the Ramones. Because they only ever wrote one song.

I’m nonplussed as to what people think “nonplussed” means.

Another Camaro?

The steering wheel and I are making the same face at this interior.

Nash Metropolitan. Well under budget, won’t depreciate, and this one for sale on the Shore has been converted to a Toyota drivetrain, so upkeep shouldn’t be terrible.

Riiight, riiight. Just love the way Bruce sounded on it, the concert from Veterean’s Stadium, noineteen seventy noine.

They all sound like someone playing a kazoo through a PVC pipe. Just buzzy and hollow.