Hey!! You just stop it right now with that ceazy talk, mister!!

It had the steering wheel from Hitler’s Mercedes-Benz, the left turn signal from Charles Manson’s VW Bus, the windshield wipers from the car that played KITT...

What if it was an automatic?

It raped my sister and killed my parents.  I hope it gets much worse in HELL, where it belongs.

It’s just out of frame in all of the footage, but the car had a Nazi decal. I’m glad its crushed.

Twelve or so years ago you could hear me, from under my AW11 MR2, yelling ‘I HATE YOU’ to it as I tried to reach some other thing that was impossible to even see.

If it weren’t vegetarian, they wouldn’t call it “tossing salad”.

This snow weasel approves.

Swap Arby’s with Joe’s Crab Shack and you’ve nailed it. 

You can’t “steal” a QBing job. You win it through hard work. It’s not like it’s a crab leg.

Hunter-Reay nearly lost his head. Halos, anybody?

<3! My Le Mans watching buddy picked (...is?) the right car.

You never heard of the Seychelles? I grew up in Mauritius, which is kinda close. Seychelles is where the secret Trump associates meeting took place last year BTW

The look on Patrick George’s face knowing his Camaro crash has been knocked down a notch on the list of worst GM street car crashes at Belle Isle:

Making smerf accounts to give more stars.

I want to star this and then un-star it and take a short break and then star it again. Kind of like the current racing system.

*begins slow clap* Someone at NASCAR hire this man.

Listen. That kind of common sense is entirely uncommon in racing governance organizations. Clearly, you will never be in charge.

I love you, man. In a totally non-sexual way, of course.