Good thing I hit the redline everyday, no matter what car I am driving.

I've been telling this to my friends for years. One of my old Alfas gets a little sluggish after a few weeks of putting around town, so I let the fluids get nice and warm (and make sure they're fresh enough), take it to my favorite empty twisty and bounce it off the redline at WOT for about half an hour. It often…

hahahah you idiots would drive cars

Miata. No one left to judge me.

You win. If it breaks, throw it away.

Tempramental? Perhaps. Who cares? I'm the last person on the planet! I'll exhaust all of the nice cars that nobody else can drive, I'm reasonably certain there are more of them than I will have time to drive.

All of them.

This is my fat Fiat.

Wow, this is wasteful. You could have donated that PT Cruiser and made a less fortunate person's life a little bit shittier.

Everything is awesome

I'll apply when I get home.

I'd be perfect, but I like my job.

10% sales tax, 9.3% income tax, earthquakes, wildfires, massive drought. I'll take 3 months of snow thank you very much.

I'm sleep deprived. Worked a pair of 14-hour days back to back. Forgive me.

"2014"

Cocaine! So much cocaine!

Daniel Ricciardo again overjoyed at putting his underpowered Red Bull on the podium.

"Man I can't stop sliding, I'm out of control! This must be what Maldonado feels like."

Radio: Daniel, you are going too fast and we need to stay within the fuel flow limit of that sled.