The movie Weekend of a Champion is on Netflix. Highly recommended to see what it was like in the days when there were hard curbs on the track edges.
The movie Weekend of a Champion is on Netflix. Highly recommended to see what it was like in the days when there were hard curbs on the track edges.
Lol at the idea that many of these modern driving games don't require skill.
Its actually pretty simple: Its how we see the world, our eyes are next to each other instead of on top of each other, giving us a horizontal perspective. We see more, process more and enjoy it more in horizontal. A vertical video results in material we do not see (too high or low) and generally is crap viewing…
As the fat geeky kid with no sports skills that I once was, I hate your idea.
The tests should be excruciatingly difficult, much like those in GT6
ITT: Many wings, zero spoilers.
OK, the experts are probably at the bar already so here you go:
A spoiler spoils wind (reducing drag), while a wing provides downforce. Most of those are wings, but people tend to use ‘spoiler’ to describe both. No big deal.
Even you don’t know the difference between a wing and a spoiler?
“cunnilingusmonster”
Challenge Accepted.
In the last 24 hours or so alone, I count articles on an old Nissan Skyline that one of our writers imported, a rare Ford Focus RS for sale in America, a bizarre Brazilian Isetta from the 1980s, the new BMW M4, weird Honda events in Japan, a flowchart on how to pick your own Top Gear hosts, and an extensive review of…
Jake pretty much beat them to it in concept with the Murdersofa -
The best thing about the BRZ wasn’t even the handling, though; it was the way the car, as a whole, made me feel. I looked forward to driving it. I made excuses so I could be in it. I tackled every back road on my extended list of great back roads, and the BRZ never let me down. Best part was, I could hammer it as hard…
A sports car steering wheel with no buttons, dials or switches? Shocking!!
The BRZ is the car enthusiasts love to complain about not existing yet complain even more when it does, then complain like whores when it goes away.
In America, car culture seems to always be about the Big Numbers. Zero to 60. The quarter mile. Top speed. Nobody…
I couldn't help myself.