Sometimes, unfortunately, shit happens. I used to ride the MS Bike Tour in NYC in the early ‘00s. Some guy, about 55, was less than 10mi in to the 100mi ride and died of a heart attack. He was in great shape too, sometimes it just happens.

Faces of Death (4?) taught me to fear boat propellers and that dogs are sometimes food.

Early pandemic I used this tactic at a dealer. They offered 1/4 what Carvanna did, I showed them the quote, asked them to match and they agreed. This also saved me on some sales tax since the state I made the deal in subtracts the taxable amount by the amount of the trade in value.

I was thinking *I* would be willing to pay ~$4k, and even that was pending an extensive look at the undercarriage.

Back in the late 90s I had a GF white a white GM econobox. One day while we were out I went to the parking lot to get her jacket from the car’s back seat. Popped the key in to the lock, unlocked it, started to look for the jacket and realized it wasn’t her car.

Not $777?  Missed opportunity, that.

Dodge did this with Rumble Bee versions of the 1500 in 2004.  Said they would only make 3700 and then promptly went ahead and made a ton more. Pretty sure there was a similar lawsuit and the plaintiffs lost.

The lede image makes it looks like those ‘Don’t Drink and Drive’ displays you used to see in malls and in front of high schools.

Does that make it sexdecapath or sexagintiquatropath?

Neutral: isn’t there a whole song about the S2000 interior being only for the driver? Like, the passenger seat gets 1 HVAC vent and that’s it.

I enjoyed the movie.  Yet another example of just how badly Heinlein needed a therapist.

My only complaint about this show is that it shut down my exit to get home one afternoon after a *very* bad day and I had a screaming toddler in the back seat.

My parents, bless them, should not be driving.

Worst case scenario they say yes, and negotiate down to the absolute maximum you can/are willing to afford. Or, well, worst case probably involves an axe, but that’s highly unlikely.
 
Best case, you get the car you want, and maybe a new friend.

I’ve mentioned it in passing before: 1967 Intermeccanica Torino. My dad had one growing up, they only made like 65 that year (convertibles had a name change the next year to Italia, coupes were always the Italia). Had the 289HiPo from Ford under the hood.

I voted NP, with two caveats: 1) I know nothing about these cars, whether this is actually a good price or not. 2) This would be pending a negotiation to the $10k mark.

To quote the estimable Rachel Green: “Who’s FICA, why’s he gettin’ all my money?”

Dick Face, in all his irritated to be woken up glory.

Oooh, another one!:

Not me, but my spouse and spawn. Also more cute than horrible in hindsight, but not in the moment: