I’ve got a hammer, and I can pick up some vodka at the liquor store. That’s half of what we’d need to run a Lada, right?

Would I do this to a perfectly fine, running XK120? Probably not.

I’m glad I followed my brother’s advice (via text message) and tuned back into this race. After Max and Ricciardo’s retirements and seeing Mercedes sitting 1-2 far in front of the pack, I sighed and turned it off. A while later my brother texts me “This race has gotten so good, you have to watch the end” and so I did.

I am often both a messy eater and a messy cooker, so when I do remember to put on an apron, I will. Sure, I might look a little goofy wearing it, but it’s better than having to deal with oil/grease/tomato sauce/curry/whatever stains on my clothes on laundry day.

The stock market is on crack right now, but TSLA stock is running down Wall Street naked, freebasing, with a needle in each arm. That’s talent.

That’s absolutely the wrong kind of junk in the trunk.

Great, they get rid of the only Lincoln model I can actually name off the top of my head.

5th gear: As for us North Americans who enjoy train travel...

At least now it seems like this guy will be able to get some sleep.

Neutral: Oh, wiper blades. Every time I replace them I feel like I’m standing around staring at them for 5-10 minutes before remembering to re-learn via Google/YouTube how to do it all over again.

Dear Mississippi,

Do consumers even want fun anymore?

Tories pushing frivolous expenditures to boost their image while simultaneously pushing austerity on the average Brit? I’m shocked! Shocked!

Rest in peace, Postal Jeep.

Garage your cars for a while and lobby the local government to heavily salt the roads for a few years. That ought to take care of any pre-1997 trucks in your area.

Never rub another man’s rhubarb!

Maybe they can build a new network one from the soon-to-be former Mitsubishi dealer network?

Alas, poor Yaris! I knew him, Horatio, a subcompact of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times, and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is!

If an SUV or CUV has sliding doors, is it still an SUV/CUV or is it a sportier/compactier minivan? Just curious, where are we drawing the lines here?