My drivers ed instructor instructed us to make sharp turns by palming the wheel, kind of like steering with suicide knob but without the knob. I nearly failed my drivers test from that poor instruction. Hat tip to 80's cars with over boosted power steering.

I am not one for aftermarket headlights. Stick with OEM, less maintenance.

The new fangled ultra bright LED headlights. They are too damn bright, especially when elevated to my eye level on a full size truck or SUV.

I have never attended but I heard it was amazballs.

Back in the late 80's and early 90's this garage was behind Safeway in Santa Cruz. My cousin and I would go over, say hi and they would let us walk around geeking out at the cars as long as we didn’t touch anything. I think Shane went over there so much they knew him by his first name.

He has already done Anne Frank so the possibilities are limitless.

I like sitting in the back of the plan, two rows in front of the toilets. Any closer and you get too much blue juice odor.

The same can be said for Starbucks in the PNW.

Thanks I needed that! Here is a solid post.

Don’t lean on the car, jeez some people!

But in Nevada you get happy ending. TSA leaves you hanging.

I like taking my shoes off and letting strangers rub my pants.

I literally have no idea if TSA has actually ever stopped a hijacking.

Looks like she needs some help I’ll be right over.

*a 1997 model.

Unless you are flying United, no time is a good time to book.

Currently in my frig is both Sweet Baby Ray’s and Stubbs. In the cupboard is some Montana Red Neck Smoked Keester Rub. Don’t forget the rub.

She is covering up a wench.

So David becomes a sensitive pony tail guy who gently urges non violent solutions to mechanical problems on piles of rust.

Les Schwab did ask me if I wanted my tires siped, I was like that is still a thing? No thanks man I’ve got dedicated winters go pound sand.