This mammoth parking area looks pretty unpopulated. Certainly less populated than the area adjacent to the red ‘x’ where they blew their shit up.

Last year the a/c compressor on my Grand Marquis seized and the pulley got so hot from the friction of the belt that when I shut the motor off the belt burst into flames.

My 1994 Nissan D21 4wd king cab, in current condition, makes about 100 hp and weighs about 4000 pounds with me in and driving it is fine - no problems at all.

Hey, man - we’ve all done an oopsie. Kudos to you for owning it.

And shoot people dead for holding a cell phone.

There’s an elementary school literally half a block away with a massive paved area. The police blew up their own truck right around the ‘st’ in ‘E 27th St;’ there’s no real reason for not driving their bomb truck to the (abandoned because of summer vacation) playground.

They didn’t clear the neighborhood, though.

The area is densely populated with poor brown people.

And blood tastes better than shit, but...

That’s a whole lot of money for a car that won’t run well. No Dice.

whatever bro

I’d drive the coupe; my support vehicle would be the wagon.

I want to run that course in a rally-prepped Peugeot 504.

Way way back in 80s Massachusetts, when life was different, a friend was looking for a new used car. The process involved getting drunk on bourbon on a Friday night, picking up a copy of the Auto Trader at the 7-11, and calling the circled ads with a Saturday hangover.

Your ignorance is commendable.

MAYBE a little high, but...

Yes, but apples aren’t oranges and this isn’t a B-body, so...

Maybe he put it in transport mode when the airbag fell out and he decided not to drive it to the service department.

Now your dashboard looks like an Edsel.

“either driver Kim Awada nor the front passenger...”