So you mean foreign cars.

Hey I’m going in for a stress EKG tomorrow maybe I can score some of this stuff. Call me Maria.

And to think when I was young we used to complain about who was using reverb to cover up bad singing.

Remember kids, snug those hose clamps every now and then.

Nome what I’m saying.

From the first rule written down someone was there trying to break it.

All they need to do is smack up 500 street cars just like it and homologate it.

If ya ain’t cheatin’ ya ain’t winnin’.

I love music and I hate music. I hate most new music coming out these days and it really takes a lot to impress me. It impressed me.

It’s easy these days. Try ordering a car in the late 60's and early 70's. I used to lease cars from Chrysler through my dad. Every year I would literally spend almost 3 days going over the page upon page of the order form. Back then if you wanted a car built with a yellow body but wanted blue doors and an orange hood…

I’m betting that the asshole in the truck is/was a cop.

Meet Rustic Tobias Sibers or Toby for short.

Even if he got drunk after his shift the club could be held liable for over serving him.

Try this.

If I had to dump a body I’d probably chose Redding too.

She is beautiful.

Mine wasn’t. My dad worked for Chrysler and he brought home some really fun stuff (see Chrysler turbine car) and my brother had a new, at the time, 64 383 4speed Plymouth Sport Fury.

I would call baby shit brown the worst color. It has a bit more yellow in it.