I have to take issue with the lead photo. As a former owner of a 1978 Lincoln Continental Towne Coupe, i can attest that these cars were titts. Like, several pairs of them in my backseat, because it was a total pimpmobile.

If I ever see a jet off the wing of a plane I’m on, I’m going for the damn door, don’t care if it doesn’t open at altitude.

I dunno, maybe we built ours a bit larger than most countries would. Less than a dozen old farts don’t really need that much space, do they?

Sometimes I really wish we could back about 50 years to a time when media presentations were so clear and precise. If you wanted to make this same video today, some wanker would want star wipes and graphics and so on and so forth... clutter, I say! (kidding, love modern media, but this sort of vintage stuff certainly…

Was just thinking about how these companies are the actual bleeding edge of environmental tech right now. They go to such extreme lengths to mitigate the impact that actually recovering the ‘wreck’ itself isn’t even the toughest thing they do on a technical level. I’ve got my dream job for now but a guy can certainly…

Why do you do this at breakfast, graverobber? We’ve known each other, in Jalopnik passing, for several years now. I feel like this is almost personal. I’m filled with all kinds of rage-anger-disgust-shame-bile feelings it isn’t right (maybe I should dial back the strength of my coffee too).

- guy who tended our fire at the last regional burn

NP, AS LISTED, because rolling frame and other goodies. This means you can drive the original while you build out your dream Bronco in the garage. Or front yard, whatever.

Grrrr. I won’t even date a woman who can’t drive a stick or at least knows where the spare tire is. There just aren’t enough qualified women for every vacancy, and our school system isn’t helping matters much.

Ladies, teach your daughters to drive fast, double-clutch, and change oil. They’ll be married (if they want…

Oh man...eating from a straw. I can’t think of a better way to illustrate the clingy bullshit of macho traditions and stoic “he’s a hero cause he didn’t complain when he broke” nonsense.

I now deliver beer in a city that decided speed bumps were the only effective way of slowing drivers that already stop for pedestrians if they so much as look at the intersection.

“UHHH, ABIB, ALL THE TRUCKS AROUND US ARE EXPLODING AND STUFF! WHAT DO WE DO?!?’
“RUN YOU STUPID SUNNI MORON!”

It’s still just speeding unless it’s apparent the driver has observed an officer and changed their driving. You can’t really claim someone is running from you if they’ve legitimately not seen you. Even with a siren it’s incredibly unlikely the rider would have seen anyone following behind him until he slowed for that…

HA! I pass handfuls of them daily while running beer delivery (~200mi + a day) in the area. Thin on the ground, pffft. Maybe I’m just lucky.

“Moving an F1 car by HELICOPTER.”

Is it really that surprising? We live in a world where it is almost completely impossible for a pleeb to suddenly ‘make it’ by hard work and determination (seems like successful small biz owners are constantly being harassed by their larger competitors, no?).

Because stupid rednecks and morons across the world refuse to get a fucking clue?

Pure catharsis for a yuuuuuuge slice of ‘muricans. Pure rage-inducing shitty vertical vid clips for the rest of us.

My ‘83 KZ1100-A3 shaft drive has 66,000 miles on it son. I put 30k+ of them on in the last 3 years tooling around the country. The ENTIRE country. On a budget. The only time it’s been stored, aside for current teardown, is when there was snow and ice on the road of eastern Iowa.

Dafuq you talking about? I never said ride in the cold without heated gloves.