The whole Elva story reeks of bullshit. From any serious prospective buyer’s point of view it’s a really cool but essentially useless toy. Yes, it’s hella fast and gee-whiz cool but just as buying a 720 is better than an Elva with a windshield, removing the windshield from a 720 Spider is better than paying an obscene…

+1000 for the Bill Hicks reference.

Hell yeah, that transmission fluid in an NC Miata isn’t going to just stroll right out the little hole because you ask it to. Transfer pump is a must have.

This comparison shows how the physical disconnect between your hands and your virtual car’s front wheels results in the steering strategy of “crank it all the way and hope it bites”. This is the default driving style when using a controller, like it or not. But the realities of two dimensional pixel piloting don’t…

Coming soon, a race car sponsored by Game Stop STOCK. No, not sponsored by Game Stop per se, but sponsored by Game Stop’s actual stock. What does that actually mean? Nobody knows! Who fucking cares! Just picture the above car (a STOCK car, get it?) with the logo “Game Stop Stock” painted on the side. So, pretty much…

I think Mazepin should be given Bottas’ seat in the second Mercedes. If only because I’d like to see a Mercedes crash. I know that’s not a real scenario and it’s wrong to like the idea of it happening, but that also describes most porn and I like to see that too.

Whether he can or can’t put 1,000 miles on every car in his collection isn’t the point. That he can jump in one of his Duesenbergs and, with mechanics in pursuit, drive to New Orleans or San Francisco without keeping a worrying eye on the odometer is the kind of Car Nerd freedom that makes the hobby truly enjoyable.

If I could afford an Aston DB5, I’d gladly knock $50,000 off its value to be able to take it for a 1,000 mile jaunt.

That’s pretty useful info to have. So that means that Customs can’t access your phone info if you shut it off at the border checkpoint? Because that would be a pretty good workaround.

This serves as a nice reminder to NEVER sync your phone to a rental car. Recently my Toyota dealer rented a new Versa for me to use as a loaner and the infotainment unit kept trying to sync with my iPhone, asking me via the dash screen “Is this Brianna’s phone? Is this Debbie’s phone?”. The Versa only had 100 miles on…

Does the UAW really want those jobs to “stay in America”, or just the unionized states?

Having owned a 1969 F-100, I can promise you that these old trucks drive like total garbage. There’s really nothing special about them other than “old equals interesting”. If you replace the 1980’s mag wheels and wrong-sized tires with a combination that was cooler looking and appropriately stanced, this might be a…

Oh look, another overpriced, limited edition cash cow for insecure rich guys to covet. I should probably read the article . . . but there’s some lint between my toes, I should get that out. What’s for dinner?

While the expensive answers are the most obvious (911 by Singer), I’m going with something more pedestrian. The Mk. VII Volkswagen GTI. The GTI is “for the money” the hands down best interior on the market. The brushed stainless steel, carbon fiber, and leather might sometimes be imitation but you just don’t care…

The best fog light switch is the one specifically for idiots who think that it’s okay to drive at night with only their fog lights on but no headlights:

And I’ve never paid for a drink while standing at a casino table.

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You’ll get shit on for your take but it couldn’t be more on point. For such behavior Dale Earnhardt would’ve gotten a symbolic slap on the wrist to go along with his suddenly extended endorsement deals with Budweiser, Chevrolet, and Cheez-Wiz.

Russell needs to apologize for nothing except maybe the accusation that Bottas wouldn’t have thrown the jink at any other driver. But suggesting that he shouldn’t have even tried the pass on a straightaway is ridiculously absurd.

Sounds like the perp tried to use a folding knife that, under enormous pressure in the slightly wrong direction, snapped shut on his digit. It’s pretty easy to do, having cut my pinky nearly to the bone in high school while trying to trim a leather belt.