Yes, that’s exactly what I meant

The ‘78 GMC my dad had rocked a 400 small block, I sat on the fender with my feet on the frame rails to change spark plugs. They came with optional 454s. So the answer can be summarized as this:

I thought Grand Cherokees just came with a Neutral rating.

A Celebrity wagon with the Iron Duke and nine passengers will top out at 45mph. Just trust me on this one.

Not to kick a car while it’s down, but this Volkswagen is having a monumentally hard time doing what any old car should be able to do. Even though I had almost non-stop electrical troubles with my Subaru 360, it did eventually make it cross country, and it had essentially been neglected since the mid 1980s.

All you gotta do is read thegarage.jalopnik.com then get hammered and then play the game.

Bahahahhaha, that hadnt even occurred to me. The tweet said she hadn’t even owned the thing for 10hours, maybe one of the dealer prep people royally fucked up and filled the urea tank with diesel when they were prepping the truck (the two nozzles are behind the same door after all)?

A smaller displacement V8 could have more cooling capacity in the same space of the 6.2. Turbos with properly placed intercoolers can lower IATs. A supercharger puts a really hot chunk of metal right between the heads which makes it harder to cool the charge air and the integrated intercooler in the SC is severely…

It’s like every beehive they see, they gotta find a stick and poke it, and then they whine and cry and scream and bitch and moan about their bee stings for years afterward.

Aw man let poor Ken be. He doesn’t deserve this. It’s all fun and games till Thiel comes after your ass on bone’s behalf. And then you know what happens? No rice cooker

Homeboy needs to delegate.

Different sizes of a similar shape is nothing new for BMW. I don’t know what the fuss is all about.

Indeed it is. I flat towed my 356 Porsche hillclimb car behind my Datsun 240Z. Getting started without a squeal from the rear tires was difficult, even more so if starting up a hill. Braking required some anticipation, but I always got stopped.

DeMuro/Tavarish Edition

“Hello, yes, I work for Jello Picnic”

What? The orange and black dials are awesome you shut your dirty mouth.

One is for Ramming, one is for Dodging.

It’s the weekend, eat sand! What else is there to do?