Door cards tend to be a phoned-in aspect of car design. Then there’s this. I’ll just hang it on my wall, please. ND on the car.

Could be NP for someone with the wrenching chops, but I’d be wary given the seller seems to know so little about his own car.

I’m beginning to think this guy may be a little dangerous.

This is what a Mustang sees when it’s dreaming.

That top looks like a hastily made bed.

I know Bill Cosby has richly earned pariah status, but he spoke very wisely once on why he got rid of his gun.

There is only one appropriate response to this.

Her chariot awaits.

Extremely tentative NP, considering all the caveats already noted in the comments.

The bus of my childhood, pushes so many nostalgia buttons. They rolled around NJ wearing this logo.

I heard or saw an interesting observation somewhere recently: Members of the Belichick coaching tree are free to branch out on their own, but they shouldn’t expect to pick any fruit to bring along with them. The Joe Judges of the world have to build their own staffs, and guess who already has the best talent locked…

...the Polestar 2's belt-tightening setup is so aggressive I’m pretty sure I consider it an ex-lover...

A road trip story. The black paint storm is quite the plot twist.

I’m at least as interested in the “will not exit passing lanes” part. What?

Must be the front porch.

The late ’60s would like a word with you. And the generation Jason shows here was more than 3 feet longer than the original.

Did any model ever wander in more directions over its history than the Thunderbird?

Break the tie for the week, you say?

The jackstands were just an attempt to portray it in its anticipated natural environment.

But how long does it take to figure out that a racist tweet is racist? Googling “VDARE”...