Ford Probe. 

If you impregnate a BMW, you’ll get a Mini in 12 months. 

Cool dogs drive Jeeps; manual transmission Jeeps  

My wet, muddy English Cocker said I have to buy a DBX with the pet pack. The current Suburban is apparently not good enough anymore, and she thinks we need a more English mode of transport. I told her to shut the hell up. She offered a fresh duck and some sad eyes to sweeten the pot...

Funds for the purchase are only half the funds needed to keep it moving. Unless you like garage art...

A lot like the greatly missed Anthony Bourdain, the show works best as a travel show where car shit occurs - not a car show where travel occurs.

“Squarely”. Get it? Get it?

No, all SUVs are more than you’ll ever need. I load my Suburban up the the rafters 7-8 times a year with wife, kids, dog, and family stuff. Even a Tahoe would require a roof rack or a receiver basket - no thanks.

From Wired:

Best to jump her bones in the dark and hope for the best. 

If they depreciate like a stone (like Leaves and Boltses), then I’d be a Mock-E buyer at a lightly off-lease 25k-miles and $15,000 buy-in. Would be good for my long-ass commute - and cheap!

You have to choose the Turbo option. 

Yeesh. Okay, so the AutoCar is in the fast lane doing 60 because that’s the speed limit, and I come up behind him and wait for him to move over - no tailgating - but he doesn’t. So I go around and pass on the right. Who is the prosocial and who is the egoistic?

Preach, Comrade!

Oh sir. Let me introduce you to the wonders of the Central American driving style.

I really hope the Turbo is the tow vehicle...

I thought the point of releasing a car was to reveal it, boost interest, and sell the car - soon. It’s not even available for another year and a half? Fuck me - why talk about it? Why release it?

You should use your brain trying to understand others rather than making assumptions and being vocal about your mental shortcomings. You look good as a presumptuous idiot though!

I like Craigslist finds anytime I can get them...

And when forgotten, that allowed the average lunatic record producer to buy one so he could have something just to run errands in LA.