My heart’s with you.

So much for “Thanks for all the fish.”

Except NASCAR has, like, real racing. With multiple competitive teams having the opportunity to win a race.

You mean, like a real-life Drive to Survive? Who’da thunk it ...

Not true. Lots of salespeople retire off the long tail of their residual commissions for life and liability insurance sales.

Hmmm ... doesn’t the EU have antitrust laws that can address this?

Sure. In racing it’s called “appearance money.” The promoter pays you money just for showing up.

Well, by that logic these chumps weren’t pioneers. By traveling in uncertifed equipment to unfathomable depths they were test dummies.

Pretty sad that both Indycar and Formula E are banished to the far end of the premium pay cable/streaming broadcasting. Especially the Toronto street race, which should be a really good show.

That thing is twisted. I about lost my mind when camera came up to the driver after the first run and opened the left rear door to talk with the driver. Crimony! He’s driving it from what was the back seat!

I did a quick search for 1992-1994 Caprice wagons for sale, and most of them were priced in the $4-$7K range. The only ones that were priced as stupid as this one had some variation of ugly wheels just like this one.

He’s certainly not above that. And demonstrated that the moment he hit max production numbers for the previous EV tax rebate plan and then called for the whole program to be canceled so car buyers of his competitors couldn’t benefit from it.

See, that’s why I laugh hysterically at all the hype proclaiming hybrids as yesterday’s news and pimping EVs.

If this cowboy was really truckin’ at a buck seventy-five (in God given ’Murican miles per goldurn hour) on a cut-down tractor with imitation aerodynamics, he’s a much tougher man than I.

I would pay that amount without the transmission problems. But not with them.

While it’s hard to ignore that Ol’ Pudding Fingers is an objectively shitty human being, what is being ignored is that for all DeSantis’ bluster he is in a genuinely desperate position for a political animal. His political survival is on the line, because like any other shark he needs to keep moving. And he’s swimming…

You’re not sticking this on someone’s car. You’re sticking this on The Man’s car. This petty, passive-aggressive and totally effective creative protest is so San Francisco I can hardly stand it.

Honestly, it’s a little more complex than that.

Hard tellin’ not knowin’, but I hope your concerns are proven to be hyperbole.

No. It doesn’t. This is made in Italy, on the same production line as the Tonale.