Yeah, I could dig a flat-tracker style with a bikini fairing. There’s GOT to be a long-term test bike waiting for you...

Sorry on your behalf, and that sucks for everyone.

Laden or not, our gasser F250 would need at least 4 fuel stops, filling both tanks so an electric sounds pretty appealing. Though a hybrid HD pickup with 8' bed would be mighty fine.

In this case, “kidnapping victim” (but I believe usually debtor, customer or subject depending on whether you financed it, sold it or are doing the collecting.)

Repo men are getting bolder.

Not a lawyer or a traffic engineer, but I don’t like the implication that since DOT can mitigate the danger of a typical hard surface, they’re now legally obligated to. After a few years every piece of concrete gets swaddled in 10' of safety barrier in case an addled AI just suddenly freaks out.

That AMC Eagle is oddly appealing, with its EFI’d I-6 and Radio Shack logo.

It’s what Friday is for. Halfass it with an eye on the weather report and GTFO the minute you can.

Yup. We have horses and visit our friends in Europe, but we live in a cruddy-looking house and drive old-ass cars we bought for cash.

2001 Lexus IS300: DEAR THEO, SEND MORE YELLOW

Also known as the GIFT

What a funny coincidence, the Auto Utopian site published something similar a little earlier today!

Forget it Jake, it’s Kinjatown.

I will never get the logic of “Boeing can acquire McDonnell-Douglas because they lost so much value due to mismanagement” leading to “Let’s transplant the McDonnell-Douglas C-Suite into Boeing.”

Fuel per distance (liters/100km) instead of distance per fuel (MPG) means you get a more practical measure that doesn’t get wonky at extreme values (5 more MPG means a LOT more when you’re at 10 MPG than when you’re at 40 MPG.)

Next year you can import one!

I mean, if you can’t verify the authenticity, it’s not valid, that’s the whole fucking point.

Republican state legislators are mostly the lesser scions of rural gentry.

Cabin’s perched by satellites
And now we’re flying blind
We’ve got a lady pilot
She’s not afraid to die

Does he look like the dim-bulb son of the owner of a chain of rural auto dealerships?