I read elsewhere that at 1000 mph, aerodynamic resistance is so great that simply lifting off the throttle will result in >1g deceleration and speed will decrease by 300 mph in mere seconds. THEN the air brakes will deploy, followed by the parachute, and then finally the friction brakes at 200 mph. To Mr. Green, I say…

Mac Quadra 605, with all the accessories.

I have one of those. I had the idea of using it with my Blue-and-White Mac G3, but, alas, it’s incompatible.

Yes! Bring back Silverbolt!

One of the first things I did when I got my first car- a ‘77 Impala with a truck 350- was flip over the air cleaner lid. Damn I miss that car.

Goldeneye was also my first Bond movie I saw in the theaters, after watching all the previous ones on tape and on ABC on Sunday night. It too left an indelible mark on me. I still count my pen clicks. That having been said, I think it was the high-water mark for the Brosnan James Bond. They got increasingly campy and…

If you hear supercharger whine, but your car is normally aspirated, your power steering pump is likely near failure.

One of my favorites. I’ve always thought Dalton made a terrific Bond and wish he could have done more.

Well, all I can say is get your Charger now, before it turns into utter shit. From decent Daimler bones and an aggressive look to utterly unreliable Fiat underpinnings and 2 decade old styling. Boooooo, FCA.

The late ‘80s- early ‘90s Honda Civic Wagon was just... ugh. A too tall greenhouse and an awkward hood angle just for starters. My parents had one. It was very reliable and efficient, tho.

I have never understood how motorcycles don’t violate emissions and drive-by noise regs. That day may be coming.

Frankly, for some parts you want- no, NEED- an OEM replacement from the dealership. But, for everything else I go to O’Reilly’s. I live in central Iowa, and on the east side of Des Moines is a distribution center for them, so if a part isn’t at the store, you can go to the will-call window at the warehouse and pick it…

Nothing, and I mean NOTHING, beats an American V8 at full song

I really, and I mean REALLY, want to equip my car with a headlight wig-wag and white and yellow strobe lights, which as far as I can tell, are perfectly legal. Perhaps not legal but also highly desired: a Rumbler siren and a PA that blares Ludacris’s “Move Bitch.” A man can dream.

I will pay nearly any amount to watch the PPV of the fight when she attempts to get it away from you. Double if it’s in a vat of something edible.

The top car from my favorite- San Francisco Rush 2049- was a ‘70s Challenger with a four-speed that I V-maxed at 210 M.P.H. It was faster and handled better than all the supposed futuristic cars. I also learned every single trick in that game, and therefore had all the top times on the leaderboard. Fun times.

I guess I’ll contribute. I once had an redhead ex-GF/ Friend with benefits, and I could never tell if she wanted to fuck or fight. Anyway, one night at the bar she tells me “let’s go for a ride.” We hop in my ‘89 Chevy Caprice 9C1 and she immediately pulls off her underwear from underneath her dress and starts…

So, $kay, is this, like, your best day EVAR?

Kia K900. It is neither designed for nor by dogs. The numerals “900” do not refer the displacement, horsepower, torque, mileage, price, any dimension, or weight in either pounds or kilograms. Da fuq?

The 1994 Chevy Impala SS. In 1991, when they redesigned the B-body cars, they gave them much more aerodynamic skins but kept the lump of a Gen I small block, worth all of 170 HP. Then, for the 1994 model year, they put in the then-new LT1 (Gen 2) small block from the Corvette, blacked out the trim, and put on some…