I used to exclusively own and drive motorcycles until age 31.

I am offended on a level I thought I was not capable of.

The indomitable supercharged 3800 was in my first car and I drove it for ten years straight. It set the baseline to everything I compare it with. It was torquey and jolly, bumbling along for endless miles without a hickup.

A boat is a hole in the sea, waterproofed with banknotes.

Did they decide for the larger engine yet?

We used to go on long tours across Europe, me and my sister playing around in back of the VW Bus.

And the idea “target market = douchebags”.

Holy crap what an asstastic idea! Can’t be hatched by neither an engineer nor a biker.

255 HP? The 80's called and want their pony car back.

Ah, missed that.

You do realize that the reason it is so cheap is probably because it was mostly built by slaves?

Oh, after a couple of drinks I find myself hilarious.

“I want to become a bum. Please enable me.”

Where I live, flashing blue lights on a vehicle means that you are obligated by law to give way. Because it should mean that the vehicle is enroute to an emergency of some sort.

Along with my ‘94 Buick came two humongous books with illustrations and instructions on how to reduce it to molecules and back again.

2 liter inline four with turbo? FINALLY! /s

Oh, and my Forever Car is sitting in a barn waiting for me to get the resources to fix it (like owning a garage). A -94 Buick Park Avenue Ultra, the first car I bought. Mechanically it is “fine” even after >250k miles, but there are electrical gremlins and some interior wear.

I just wonder why they did not just make that bearing a slide included in the crankshaft lubrication circuit?

I happen to know that the SAAB JAS-39 Gripen uses 12-phase electricity.