I try to live by the principle that men’s hearts are rarely as evil as their actions, and almost never as evil as their words. I am probably bastardizing that Tolkien quote, but that’s close. Typically, that means I am a little slower on the “race card” than some others.

The look on Patrick George’s face knowing his Camaro crash has been knocked down a notch on the list of worst GM street car crashes at Belle Isle:

I posted this story last year on mother’s day, but whatevs.

The comments here are kind of harsh. We were all dumb rich kids once. Who among us hasn’t totaled two exotics worth half a million dollars, fled the scene of the accident, left our passport behind in the wreckage, and had the entire incident captured on two different videos only to have them both uploaded to…

I’ve posted this before, but it’s worth repeating.

The game of Lava, Mustang, Crowds is a lot like Rock, Paper, Scissors.

Oh, funny story:

Like I’ve said before Stef, don’t beat yourself up. You ran consistent laps and brought home a clean car which is exactly what we asked of you. We’ll get you out again soon and I guarantee you’ll close the gap.

Stef, You did exactly what you were supposed to do! You wouldn’t believe how many drivers in your position would have sent the car off more than once trying to improve. You knew you were responsible for keeping the car safe you did do that while navigate a large field of drivers with a wide range of talents. Ill…

I know a guy that knows what it is. Would you believe it started life as a 1969 Corvette? A one-off custom build.

Here’s what playoff hockey in Montreal and Detroit looks like:

Calling in a bomb threat on a train because some lady didn’t want to put up with your drunken antics? That’s a real... loco motive.

It was the Os Johnny had trouble with. He had no trouble with the Xs.

Great job, CNN, just allowing her bald-faced lie to go unchallenged in your goddamn census tweet.

Well it’s white, so it will obviously generate far more income than it’s worth.

Can you imagine a car company doing something like that today? Circumventing a bad review by just... going to geographical places where that review would most likely to hold the least amount of weight?

Clearly this car delivery guy has a day job and just delivers cars on the side.

So I’m guessing you’ve never been in a Chevy Chevette. Vastly inferior to it’s deathtrap contemporary, the Pinto.

The Accord is the right answer. Its already “Jesus Approved”!

Finding a specific Subaru in Portland. This should be fun.