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It’s because they’re broken all the time.

As an old fart, one will eventually get to the point where one realizes that chasing the latest, greatest and fastest is an expensive proposition. When that moment comes, one looks around the garage, sees no payments on anything and decides that, you know what, what I already have gives me enough driving pleasure and

MOPAR has been using torsion bars forever. You should get Torchinski to show you some VW bug front ends which are a staked pair of torsion bars.

I hope you have a great day.

I have old BMW motorcycles and they seem to built to support an essentially limitless lifespan. Those old German things are made to be taken apart, rebuilt and reassembled countless times. Just look at the fasteners to see how they approach maintainability.

58 here and as we stage for retirement and are looking at houses, garage space to allow both motorcycle and car lifts are part of the deal.

When I was a broke college student, I wrenched so I could get home or just get around. Motorcycles or cars, I worked on either. After college, we bought a new 84 Accord and I pretty much stopped working on cars. The only exception was my 22RE equipped Toyota Pickup, which I maintained myself. I haven’t worked on

Usually, calling someone a homosexual is an insult we leave behind about the time we start to grow pubic hair. Otherwise, it’s usually an indicator that one is really insecure about their own sexuality.

If you’ve never had one of those “why the fuck am I worrying about this” moments, you should be right now.

If you think you have your foot on the brake, of course you press harder because you think that will make it stop - you still think you have your foot on the right pedal and there’s something wrong with the car.

I agree that this could happen in any city in the US. However, having lived in Boston and listened to them denigrating the south for being racist, I always had a hard time balancing that with my experiences in either city. It’s the hypocrisy I find curious.

Any “Gold Pack”.

I think you might have nailed it. Bostonians just don’t like other people. I went to Filene’s one time and bought a new jacket and a couple pair of pants and the cashier didn’t say a single word to me or even make eye contact.

I’m desperately scanning those photos looking for broken Alfas.

I went to college in Atlanta and lived in Boston both before and after. Boston likes to think of itself as racially blind, but living there shows that Boston is not only racist, but far more so than the south they regularly ridicule as being racist.

If you’re in a regular car or truck, don’t forget those head checks before you change lanes, folks. Your mirrors will lie right to your face.

Er, “Al Bundy”. I was on my first cup of coffee.

My wife and I have been married for 32 years. We do pretty well and have always been good about avoiding passive aggressive bullshit, even though we’re both midwesterners and NOBODY does PA better than our people.

Do I remember reading about a “town” out in the Everglades that was basically composed of sex offenders that couldn’t find anywhere else to live? If I recall correctly, none of them could find a job, nor could they find a place to live, so they lived in an old farm workers collection of cottages and were all

My wife of 32 years and I first had sex when she was 17 and I was 19. Clearly in violation of the laws, but here we are, 40 years later.