Everytime I try that ‘relax’ trick, the phrase ‘don’t do it’s comes echoing from the back of my skull.

Thanks, that’s helpful Rod.

Dave, thank you for doing this. From our conversations, I have a sense of how much time you spent on this. I believe your aim was true and your heart was pure. As I read this, I am both angry and sad. Sad for what happened to my friend. Angry that I only knew of her condition after she had passed, when it was too late…

A couple of years ago, I was on an online forum (out of respect for Jennifer it shall remain nameless) and received a note from a woman who sounded both witty and desperate. It was really sad. And then, out of nowhere, she sent me a note outing herself as Jennifer Frey. She referenced her time as a WaPo sports…

I work at the hospital where Ms. Frey died. I sat in the meeting where they discussed whether or not to give her a new liver. She’s had so many chances, they said. They were afraid she was gaming the system and saying whatever they wanted to hear.

4. 4 stones, not 1 or 2 or 3 but 4 stones. 4 STONES 4 CRATES, ZERO STONES, ZERO CRATES!

Not everybody is up for the sort of jousting with numbers haggling implies. I never do that cause I don’t know what’s fair. An actual antiques dealer told me, ask “can you do any better?” Sometimes they can’t, it’s not personal cause they want to sell stuff. But it usually gets something off. And it doesn’t insult…

I lived 4 years in China and haggled every day of those 4 years. It helps to know what the locals pay, and the tip in China is to walk away at 30% of the starting price.

Yep, find the real anal owners. When I was looking for a waverunner in 2010 I stumbled across 01 GP1200R that was in mint condition, and I mean mint.

Bought a 98' Jeep TJ with a 4 cylinder and a 5 speed. Tall 4:10 gears and a cracked exhaust. Put on an intake, full headers and cutback exhaust, a chip and some top notch tires. Raced civics and jettas and smoked almost all of them-sleeper Jeeper. Got tired with the speed and build a new intake manifold with GSXR1000…

As a nineteen year old, I bought a 79 RX7 in 1987 and drove 127mph on it’s original tires. That’s how I learned tires have speed ratings!

Dating a girl that thought the stratos, Ford Flex, and Jeep Wagoneer were “fucking gay.” Two words I never heard her use about anything else.

I installed a stage 3 tune on my 2004 Saab 9-5 Aero. The engine blew a month and a half later. Also, the engine blew on the 15th anniversary of 9/11. If that’s not a bad omen then I don’t know what is. It left me stranded on the side of the busiest highway in Kansas City.

I may have just made mine last weekend. Bought a non-running, 15 yr old Audi with a blown twin turbo V6 and air suspension, and intend to turn it into an offroader:

Yeah, I read this and was like, “wut..$8k doesn’t even cover my bills”

This sounded all believable until the baseball bats and bicycle chains part. What kind of criminal doesn’t have at least a few firearms in Oakland?

Sounds like your dad just found a good way to get you to cut your hair, hippie.

Someone stole my precious 89 MKIII Supra one day. Wife and I drove around all day looking for it, but I gave up and decided to buy another that same day. So I did! Took home a 92 with a known blown headgasket and I parked it right in front of my wife’s 86.5 Supra, removing the battery and spark plug wires first.

I once got stranded in my 1970 semi-automatic Bettle on my way home from work. I left it parked just off the road in the driveway of an abandoned industrial building. I convinced my dad to help me try to fix it the next morning. I opened the engine cover and found that the distributor cap that I had popped off the…

not like this though: