I've got a hole in me pocket.
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Pete Carroll's Wikipedia updated. WITH TRUTH.
Hans sat in his garage. It was that brief lovely moment in the winter afternoon where the sunlight came in the side window. He smiled a little; the Maine weather reminded him of home.
His red paint gleamed with the glow of a fresh wax. His leather was supple and smooth and flawless. Even his tiny shiny Turbo badge…
Johann's engine grumbled quietly as his tires crunched on the perfect gravel road. He knew that they were going to the perfect spot to take perfect pictures of him. His perfect driver drove him at the perfect speed up the perfectly winding mountain road. And he knew that, being perfect, someone perfect would come and…
Reminded me of PJ O'Rourke on pickups.
Am I the only one that sees a Subaru XT here?
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These were the crazy years.
These guys...
Ahead of next month's Detroit Auto Show, BMW today unveiled a raft of improvements made to their 6-Series coupe,…
My girlfriend doesn't like to kiss me when I come inside from the garage because of the way that I smell. I've been rebuilding various components of my Alfa Romeo - engine, brakes, axles - and I always end up smelling like grease. Showering just isn't practical. Should I try masking the grease smell with some gear…
Every email he sends is to the NSA
Maybe we are all living in a mirror universe.
Lifted GL. Use the extra $6500 for spares and beer.
Oh sure they could. She was a victim of a tall concrete curb that was surely installed by a MAN to keep women down, etc, etc
Buster thought about the day came into being. Thunder rolled and lightning flashed outside the workshop. His creator flitted manically around the garage, connecting cables, filling fluids. "AAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA" he cackled. "Man," he said. "I love the IT Crowd." He closed his laptop, stopped watching Netflix,…
Freddie ached everywhere, but his owner didn't let up, slewing his rear wheels again through the gravel parking lot behind the Circle K. "WOOOOOO!" his owner screamed. In a nearby backyard, a lady looked up from putting her laundry on the line, shook her head, and continued her work.
Gunther felt consciousness trying to fade in. There was light for the first time in a while. Then there were hands on him. Everything felt far-away, dreamlike. He was being pushed. There was hesitation, then a pop. Distantly, he realized that that should have hurt, but didn't. He was becoming more aware of things.…
