The Bentley Hunaudières concept of 1999 was something of a proto-Veyron, an almost more exact preview of what the…
The Bentley Hunaudières concept of 1999 was something of a proto-Veyron, an almost more exact preview of what the…
I’m an expert in garbage mods, having spent much of my high school experience with TRD badges on the trunk of my…
Have you ever gotten in a cab and wondered how much it would cost if you just had the driver keep going until they…
I’m tired. More tired than I’ve ever been. Turning a rusty hulk of poorly maintained metal into a running, driving…
That would seal about anything.
No worries, I don’t let any Boss or manager drive to any event or function where I am a passenger. I was stranded for a shift at the Florence store and my car was at the Covington store. Was a long time ago, but I still will always drive when travelling for work.
is that 50w50 oil? Probably helps keep the rings sealed after 500k miles.
To be fair, I don’t like riding with anyone.
Whoa my god is that a solid?
Rumor has it the cheerleaders were also part of a pyramid scheme.
Whoa my god is that a solid?
Amariyanna “Mari” Copeny is Little Miss Flint. She is 9 years old and lives in Flint, MI. She told me that in her…
No, that’s fun. Its not your build, and if something goes wrong its not your baby. Now, have Dave Tracey over and convincing you to sell your reliable car to do a project car over the weekend, and you need a car for work on Monday.... (It will only take Saturday, what’s the worst that could happen?) Oh, and no proper…
I don’t mind my wife’s driving. I did wake up the time she did a 360 on the freeway on patch of ice. I only drove after that because she wanted a break ( was on a clear stretch of road)...
Dude, it’s just a hair clip. You don’t need to throw the whole car in a lake.
Meeting Dave Tracy and have him somehow talk me into helping him with his damn jeep rebuild. ;)
It takes the smallest thing to drive you nuts. The woman left a hairclip in the door pull and I spent about an hour trying to diagnose a strange clunk I couldn’t track down. I finally found it and threw the damn thing into the lake.
Not so much my driving, but my wife’s. Married for 12 years, I’ve ridden with her no more than 12 times. In fact, I had to teach her to drive so she could get licensed.
Car culture is weird and bizarre and, thankfully, gives us no shortage of whack shit to be afraid of. Do you have…
It’s Friday! Get ready to get out there and Unimog like a champion.