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Weird, in reading the title, it sounds like you’re trying to compliment this event, but then you show a gif of the automotive version of rhythmic gymnastics.

It’s a goddamn shame what people get arrested for these days.

When life is too tough, Röhrl with it baby.

In a nice turn of events, Dale Jr sent the lady a supportive note saying “You have my sympathies—-I know what it’s like to choke during a race.”

You know, this really annoys me too. In my 40 years on this planet, I can count on one hand the number of times something I really needed and was expecting got “lost in the mail”. At least 80% of those were automobile titles. I’m calling BS——pretty sure that these just get misplaced more than we would like to believe,

CLS63 over a E63? Yes, if you’re a SoCal realtor or orthodontist.

Maybe, if it were a 86-88 with a 16v in similar condition——maybe. Not in this configuration though.

This is why we can’t have nice things.

Am I the only one who didn’t know who Bill Simmons was until he was the subject of every 5th Gawker story today?

If you outlaw Craigslist, then only the outlaws Craigslist.

So I agree with this not being a good way to do business, but I will point out that in many states the practice happens because it’s not as simple as “paying $75” to become a registered dealer. The entry requirement for an independent dealer’s license in TN, for example, is ownership of a car lot with a building large

+1

Different ways to define “classless”. This would be my definition:

I’ve gotta assume that was for our R8 driving buddy?

Oh, and in regards to the subject of the article, I am pretty definitively not a Skyline guy, but your new purchase is 100% grade-A badass. love it.

Anyone ever noticed that if you compare the early episodes to the current ones, Davis’s voice goes up an octave about every 5 seasons? I can’t watch anymore—-he’s too close to the threshold for human pain.

I absolutely agree—-not really a secret. Only exception I’ve found is my local cars and coffee where there’s an Italian exotic contingent who stands in a circle and sniffs their own farts.

Pretty sure we’re making the same point.

Buys nice, expensive, flashy cars, then tells whole world about it——in what lexicon is that NOT conspicuous consumption? Given the stories he writes, it’s just good reading. Take away the column, and he’s that trust fund frat guy that everyone hated in college.

That’s not really irony, Alanis.