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Barry Gordie.

ND. I had a 1985 245 Turbo wagon that I affectionately referred to as The Money Pit. I bought it from an architect, along with a set of service records an inch thick, and sold it to a dentist three years later with a set of service records two inches thick. The non-inter cooled turbo failed one day, taking out the cat

Mom, if alive, would appreciate that her maiden name was “none of your fucking business”,

maybe he’s super important so he has a driver at the ready 24/7 in front of his home who’s been instructed to keep it running? because you never know?

i’m sorry, but that looks like the Roller Derby entry of a rich kid with a tech-bro weekend father.

Anyone who’s raised children in a car society will have stories about things being left behind, mostly food related, but my most memorable gaffe was allowing my kids to leave a full 64-pack of Crayolas on the back shelf of a 1982 Pontiac Bonneville Brougham parked in the sun during a heat wave. The crayons performed

For a short time Real Racing 3 would allow you to modify Ferrari paint via “vinyls.” I still have one, although I can’t change it without going back to the factory liveries.

yeah, but that TruCoat, you don’t get it and you get oxidization problems, it’ll cost you a heck of lot more’n five hundred thousand bucks.

Did I miss the June fire sale at Mazda?

It was original at one time. The V8 Vega comes to mind. People were building those before the Vega was discontinued. 

Ferrari notoriously won’t even let you paint their cars just any color in a video game. Fortunately, I managed to avoid the restriction in Real Racing 3 a few years ago, before they caught on and locked it down.

Seems John Deere missed a sponsorship opportunity.

I grew up in the Sixties fascinated by this stuff. Now maybe I can get an answer to something that’s bugged me since 1967: Why did Art Arfons name his car the Green Monster, when there isn’t a drop of green on it?

Funny that Ford announced last year they weren’t going to make cars any more, other than the Mustang. I didn’t realize that meant they were just going to start calling all of their cars Mustangs.

“Duck Commander”? Is that like Missile Command only with waterfowl?

A bowl game used to be a big thing that a team earned by being reasonably above-average or better. Now, it’s something that if you don’t get your team to, you’re on next season’s Coaching Hot Seat, if you make it that far.

At least Poulan was (is?) an actual company and Weed-Eaters an actual thing. 

It’s not always the bottom end bowls that wind up with these sponsors. Remember the 2016 Battle Frog Fiesta Bowl? That company didn’t make it to 2017.

Society would literally cease functioning absent a general assumption that most people we interact with on a regular basis are truthful and honest. 

I’m a boomer (1957). First car I drove solo was a manual (1973 Vega wagon with wood sides). Always had a stick as my DD, until about 2002 when I sold my Sentra SE-R for an Infiniti i30 (with chrome wheels, ha!). Don’t think I’ve driven one since. Not that I couldn’t; just that priorities have changed. I need a SUV