6) Never buy a CVT.

Uber drivers take note.

If my buddy bought this, I’d quickly buy another POS for cheap and try to sell it to him for twice the price. Friendship only goes so far.

Of my many cars (32 at last count), here’s the funnest:

The vein is too much.

I hope they can stabilize this venue and race long term. My dad took me to Watkins Glen when I was a small boy (Jim Clark, Graham Hill days...) and I never forgot it. In those days you could sit in the cars in and take photos.

It’s a transparent game. Show off some weapons, make some threats and maybe the US will come back for even more negotiations that benefit Iran. It’s the same deal that North Korea is up to (long term). Nobody is going to use nukes, they all just want our money.

And these are the people Obama bent over backwards for.

A Vakota. Or a Dakiper.

No, no, that was Putin.

Remember how shitty early Hyundais were? Imagine a North Korean car.

Normally I post funny comments about these vintage ads but this badass ad just leaves me in awe.

In my youth I bought a brand new 1980, rust-colored 320i for $13,000. Nobody liked the color, so I got a deal.

Now this is more like it. For a while there Texas was hogging all the fuck up headlines.

I miss Spandex.

Man, I get claustrophobic flying coach.

She’s better at eating things shaped like penises.

Now can we work on the fucking little dogs.

What a creepy photo. It’s like a cross between Mad Men and The Addam’s Family.

Do people make fun of your name?