But then there’s turbo V8s....

My wife was at the wheel while we were driving on I-94 west of Ann Arbor when we hit some construction traffic. We ended up stuck in the passing lane (two lanes total at the particular stretch). Traffic was just starting to clear and we were passed on the right by a crummy old Dodge Caravan. The guy driving gave a…

You have to have massive tire rub with those.

This. Seriously, what do people think happens with it? Use it as spare TP when the roll is out? Geesh.

“Pay a recruiter to find you a job with Ford. ANYTHING!”

The 4-7 year development timeline is a bit outdated, I believe we are closer to 2-4 years now a days.

A decision made that long ago points to the plausibility that Winterkorn didn’t know. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that nobody probably wanted to own up to the new boss about an eff up that massive. I’m guessing it was only known to a few people for a secret this destructive to have been so well kept for so…

That’s one way to do it but kind of sad that the piece of family history has been lost. My father had the same scenario (his great-grandfathers side arm was passed to him) and instead of destroying the weapon he went to the local sheriffs office to asked what to do. It turns out in Michigan (where hand guns are…

Psshhh Dasani, what kind of low class event is this? My classic Ferrari would accept nothing less then Pellegrino.

I can’t start this enough.

“This has given me ample time to read a wide range of automotive dealership complaints written by the kind of people who believe Applebee’s is fine dining.”

Yes, but if that grenade is held by fanatic who doesn’t care if he kills/injures himself in the process of killing/injuring his enemies then it’s a different story.

Not that impressive, pilot pussed out at the overpass.

It would be a Fiero...

I see they’ve neglected to to include Michigan’s ubiquitous pot holes in this model.

Drive almost any modern farm or heavy equipment and you’ll find a set of these in some form or another:

I do not understand the appeal of that place... it’s a restaurant that specializes in crappy gas station coffee and donuts.

Tell that to crayon makers in the 90’s....

The newest fad to follow the selfie stick.... a friend.

Gosh, I want to live in this land where Police don’t have to get involved and people voluntarily admit guilt, it sounds amazing. And a little too good to be true, but I take your word for it.