Driving....New York City....2 phrases that shouldn’t be uttered in the same sentence unless one has a death wish.

I think the only way it does is if they remove Corvette from Chevrolet and make it its own brand, a la Shelby, and then make this its own separate model from the “main” Corvette.

This might be the first time Porsche has undercut its competition.

Tiff’s 66 years old. You want affable, can really drive? JENSON BUTTON.

My vote: Tiff Needell.

Am a Brit, can confirm.

Shame. The new trio really did save the show after Evans tanked the fucking thing.

Fun game. Combine these two headlines to create yet another in a long string of automotive disappointments for the American market.

only one man can replace him

Rowan Atkinson

Make it happen BBC

Will anyone be willing to pay an additional $10,000 “Made in Germany” tax? Will VW even be allowed to sell it? Who knows.
Our president is a moron. Strike that. To quote Rex Tillerson, a fucking moron.

He’ll be gone in 2020. Even the deplorables will have to see the harm he is doing to the country. Or if there is any justice in the world, Melania will stake him through the heart first.

A 250hp hot hatch maybe, not a 400hp one. At this point it just defeats the purpose.

As they still do. Everybody that I know of, unless they’re disabled, learns on a manual. Apart from anything else if you take your test on an automatic you get a restricted, automatic-only, licence.

That scene in the garage was one of the best things I’ve seen on television. When they drove away I literally said, “Did that just happen?”

If you need to order a 0 on the spicy scale you don’t like thai food. Don’t order asian food in general.

I was dumb enough to eat a Carolina Reaper one day at work on a dare. Feel free to contact me for one of the best/worst stories you will ever hear. Hands down the worst day of my life.

The same reason that some people are into rough stuff in the bedroom. A mild sensation of pain, properly applied, can cause a massive release of endorphins when it ceases or is relieved. It’s the sensual equivalent of loud music in a quiet room, I guess.

agree - I like spicy, but I don’t like to be uncomfortable, a solid three stars. There is a happy medium.

I’ve spent quite a few years trying to maintain a balance between ‘oh man, that’s delicious.’ and ‘Holy shit, my face is melting.’