I had a black 5-Speed ‘95 Accord Wagon. Loved that car. When it was stolen and recovered I had to ID it by the bumper sticker, as the back hatch was the only body panel the thieves left.

They even stripped out the dome light. Bastards. 

My grandparents traded a 65 Mustang for an iron pan. “It was an electric frying pan” they said when I asked how the two could be near in value. 

I can’t read “Startup Lucid” without my brain going “Does that say ‘stupid’?”

I just read about it, I didn’t make out with one personally. 

Some bars used to have wall mounted breathalyzers in hopes patrons would use them to make safe decisions about driving home.

Instead, they got used the same way, as a high score board.

There’s an old maxim; “Everything measured improves”. You just have to be sure everybody is on the same page as to what “improves”…

Fireball is liquid diabetes. I can barely taste the whiskey for all the sugar. 

Punch it, Margret!

I can imagine. Just seems tone deaf/disconnected to describe it as a “we all” problem.

Nope, it’s an exclusive problem to a few parts of the world in a rather narrow socioeconomic band.  Hell, it might even be generational. I go to places that *have* valet relatively frequently, but if there’s alcohol involved I’m…

One of my three was just recently. There was plenty of parking in the Austin neighborhood, but the restaurant itself didn’t have any and I was on a date, so I went ahead and valeted a hooned hard and put away wet* Magnum R/T with a cracked up front clip.

They parked it up front with the cool cars, which I thought was…

“The struggle of valet parking is something I’m sure we all have to deal with on a very uncomfortably frequent basis. “

Errrrr, wut? I’m a tech sector worker who’s operated out of Boston, San Francisco, and Austin for the past 30 years.  

I have valeted my car a grand total of three times in my life. 

Builds character!

(yes, I know the image is from the wrong movie. The internet is dumb sometimes)

Had to read a few times to make sure I had that right...  That’s insane. I’ve bought entire cars and driven them for a season for what some people are paying per month?

You didn’t touch it did you?

No touching!
No touching!

As someone who paid good money to spend a year driving a ‘57 Bel Air Wagon, I say to you...

I had an ‘84 Subaru wagon that I loved to use to offroad before I had a lick of sense. After nearly a week of rain, a grassy hill looked at me funny, so I decided (after some ill advised encouragement from friends who are quick to suggest bad ideas when they know they’re free from the consequences) to make a run at…

I looooooove old scarred and scratched up sheet metal.

Wish I had the same affection for the blemishes in my car, but paint peeling off cracked fiberglass doesn’t look quite as sexy. 

“He asked another driver next to him to pull up and see if the tire was going down, and the driver said it was. “

I love this. Trying to imagine another type of racing where a driver could say to another driver “hey buddy, can you pull up to my left rear and tell me if there’s something up with my tire?” 

My mom had a Datsun B210. That’s better than this B110 by like.....at least 50!

Lucky as in...he might have died?

Looking at that first picture, I thought it was a literal model. I had no idea it was a full sized car till the later pictures.