Hey now, Salma’s a national treasure.
In this car’s case it wasn’t about having issues in inclement weather, it was about amplifying the fun.
Hopefully it won’t turn out to be a Gold Rust Woman.
Tru dis. A local movie theater played Testament for a full year back when it came out. It’s an excruciating ordeal to watch.
Hopefully he’ll advice him to “turn off the lights and give the investors back their money.”
I’m an extreme outlier: I like painted DeLoreans.
I took off the mask last week or so. More to come about that in the future.
I’m afraid you’ve got your history backwards there, my friend.
Sometimes the jokes work, and sometimes they don’t.
The worst are people with un-connected dual tanks. They fill one side and you think they’re all done and ready to move on, and then they swing over and start filling up the other side! Never get behind an old Jag XJ12 at the pumps!
Personally, I think he should delve into fishing tournaments. I’d totally watch the Funkmaster Bassmaster Classic.
My daughter has a friend with a 1994 Land Cruiser she’s contemplating unloading due to its gas use and a number of minor repair issues that are cropping up. It’s also a little beat up but not too bad. KBB values it at $3,400 private party. I don’t know, but that seems pretty damn low.
Whoa, somebody woke up with a little morning wood.
Interesting. I didn’t know that people took down their EZPass boxes. I always see them taped to the windscreen and just assumed they lived there all the time.
The big deal about the dash on this era of Volvo was that floating waterfall design on the center stack. You’ll note that just below the LCD display the bit with the knobs and buttons is just a thin panel flowing down to the shifter with an open space behind. What would you put back there? I don’t know, shit you…
I’d just like to point out that I greatly dislike the term “Frunk.” I much prefer the combination of the British-sourced “Boot” with the common “Front” for the delightful “Froot.”
Ooh, I’ve found it a good rule of thumb never to ask “how tacky can you get” since the depths of tackiness seem to know no limits.
No, I hate that schlock. I’m a Gone in 60 Seconds kind of guy.
Yes! It’s... wait, is that a chimp driving that Caddy?