jrumbaugh
Jack Rumbaugh
jrumbaugh

When I was growing up in Sanford FL, there was a 60-something year old grandmother that drove around town in a 1970 SS 454 Chevelle convertible, blue with white stripes, white top and interior. She'd race every so often. And win. She's put a scarf on her head to protect her hairdo and go balls to the walls.

As a certified shade-tree mechanic, I applaud this.

Armor-All will take care of that.

I thought sriracha should have won a couple years ago not the cheesy garlic bread. Wasabi Ginger are by far one of the best flavors.

If there was a Skyline in line with a few Town Cars, I'd flag the Skyline every time. And insist on driving at east halfway.

Back in the 90s I worked just across Irvine Blvd from MCAS El Toro. We got buzzed all the time and airshow week was an excuse to get on the hill and do nothing but watch planes practicing. They only did the B-1B flight demo one year and it didn't make it to the weekend performance. There were a bunch of broken windows

The dump was fun when I was a kid. I took my .22 and shot rats for hours. Good times.

If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits 28 miles per hour, you're gonna see some serious shit.

Isn't he one of Da Bears Superfans?

I'm there with you. Love cookie dough.

I see what you did there.

I have one of those in a drawer somewhere.

Just do this:

If it was a V8 car, I'd be all over it.

Then there was the guy on a bike that looked right at me and changed lanes. If I hadn't slammed on the brakes and locked 'em up. he'd have ended up as a hood ornament. Or road pizza. And yes, I ride.

You beat me to it.

I'd have to vote Leno. Saw Guy's red Camaro recently in Kyle, TX at an HEB. He was in town for some foodie deal in Austin. Reggie Jackson is probably the douchiest car guy.

It's a Pushmepullyou

But all cool aftermarket parts have to have a CARB sticker or they are illegal. I hated living there.

Ok. You win the Internets for the day.