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Before reading this article, I considered myself somewhat of a lightweight in the gearhead world. After reading this goop about fuel-injected cats and oil-pumping pistons, I feel like a world class automotive engineer.
I wish catalytic converters worked the way the author described. Every car would have an afterburner, there would be flames everywhere on the road. It would be awesome.
Every now and then you see an article written about cars from a position of authority, and yet the author seems to…
It’s too bad that batteries aren’t free of charge.
“absolute badass in the courtroom.”
My worst is probably more than most have ever experienced. Brake fire.
Look, there’s a right way and a wrong way to do a VW/Subaru mashup. This CP is the wrong way, for an example of the right way please see:
His secret service detail will drop every mustang owner as a potential threat
I’m loving that, as much of an artist that he was and the amount of money he was worth, that there is nothing overly exotic or “typical rich person car” in his collection. He was worth more than a lot of artists today and a lot of them with way less money have Veryons, LaFerrari’s etc.
So, of course, nobody was obnoxiously unruly, except for David Tracy, who picked a fight with some teens in the parking lot.
Is it me or could a lot of the stories of Soichiro-era Honda read like this:
Tennis rackets, cars, and model planes on a soccer field. Professional Calvinball team.
“Look, it’s just the armoire, two night stands, the Ark of the Convenant, and a couple of boxes of old Playboys that used to belong to my Dad. I’ll buy you a pizza and some beers if you’ll just help me unload this stuff at my storage unit.”