It will be a great day when someone invents the electric airboat.

Everyone knows Goats of this era must have “three deuces and a four-speed and a 389.”

As a smoker, I’d go for it just for the top-of-the-dashboard ash tray.

Not unprecedented. The Brits took three crashes before they grounded the fatally flawed DeHavilland Comet in the 1950s.

When I was younger there was nothing I enjoyed more than driving at night in a blizzard, experiencing light speed long before I ever saw “Star Wars.”

His body-building pix say a lot.

It fails the smell test when the people who write the laws have been bribed by those same wealthy individuals who refuse to pay taxes.

I drove a friend’s ‘66 Mustang that had a foot switch above the high-beam switch that spritzed the washer and activated the wipers, which I thought was a great idea.

Domestic U.S. oil production nearly doubled under Obama because the government did not intervene in fracking.

I liked the scene where Bullitt walks into a bodega to buy his food for the week and stacks up a dozen Swanson TV dinners.

Someone needs to interview the bus driver who must have gone Code Brown the instant the car passed his windshield.

I have one that clips on the bill of my ball cap — slightly less dorky.

How can you see and evade all the idiot winter drivers if you don’t have a clear 360-degree view?

It addition to the $20 billion in direct subsidies the oil industry receives, there’s also the matter of several trillion-dollar wars we have fought to maintain the global oil supply flow. If we are to continue to do that for the rest of the century a military surcharge on every gallon of gas is in order.

I lived in Maine during the transition from slant-six Chrysler products to Subarus for winter-beaters when it happened in the 1970s. I went through four Subarus for rust and/or maintenance costs before arriving at an 1985 GL-10 four-door, FWD sedan, which was pretty classy with a digital dash and sunroof, and still…

When the U.S. unilaterally rejected the ABM treaty (and the MAD theory behind it) it was great for military contractors. Lots of money to be made in nuclear war-fighting.

Thanks for the reminder of why I live in Montana.

When I was learning to drive in snow in the late 1960s, most of what was on the road was lousy — big engines and rear-wheel drive. The old man bought a ‘63 Tempest wagon for me, with a four-banger that was a sawed-off 289, and a killer Corvair-style rear suspention.

Those are 9G testicals, for sure!

But no one will ever see them