Really, this should’ve happened before we let you drive your deathtrap Willys from Michigan to Utah, but... it’s time.

The Camry driver broke many California laws. The motorcyclist was probably speeding, but that doesn’t matter. 100% of the fault here lies with the Camry driver.

“The Beautiful Blue Danube” seemed oddly appropriate as background music for this.

We all know that Bowyer is just the natural evolution of Darrell Waltrip.

I regret that I have but one star to give for this suggestion.

True. It is mildly inexcusable.

I think the reason it’s so far down is because I got to this article pretty late in the game.

“You Know My Name”, the theme from Casino Royale, is an amazing driving song.

This thing is like an octopus with its arms reaching everywhere.

I’m pretty sure that nobody - with the possible exception of Eddie Jordan and Top Gear - gives a flying f**k.

What the flibbity freaking frack is that?! It absolutely DOES look like you’re climbing into a giant ballsack! CP until the day I die.

What can I say, I’m military. The Foxtrot Alpha sub-blog (which, for the record, is about the military and national security, not cars) is something I naturally gravitate to.

Y’know, for the whole time that Obama was President, I heard nothing but bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch from the people who didn’t like him, but now that the people who dislike Trump are voicing their opinions, the same people who complained mightily about Obama are getting all hoity-toity.

We’re at the point where I can’t muster up any energy beyond just shaking my head. That’s how tired I am with this administration.

I think Jesse speaks for us all.

Per usual, fuck the NCAA, worthless ass organization that it is.

Kirsten Dunst got told she needed to lose weight?

This sounds like some BS that Bernie Ecclestone dreamed up. I thought he wasn’t in a position of authority anymore.

I am a hardcore, dyed-in-the-wool Trekker. My first exposures to the great “where no man has gone before” as a child were, respectively, “Encounter at Farpoint” and ST4: The Voyage Home. Together, they made me go, “F**K YEAH, LET’S DO THIS.”

I swear to Bob, every IIHS video I’ve seen in the last six or seven years features a Gen-7 Malibu getting turned into scrambled eggs. How many of those damn things did they buy?!