Gangbangers always trying to one-up each other by hanging things from power lines. This shit is getting out of control.

CP.

I so wanted the driver to pull up to the hotel, jump out, toss the helmet to the valet, and go straight to the bar.

Massively amazing sound though. Damn that engine... So sweet.

I mean, finally! Now I know gates do break up and fly when hit by a car. That’s one more action movie trope proven correct in reality.

Really, Great Britain? Must we keep reminding you?

Also, I think they just wanted an excuse to drive this:

Sorry. I can’t take anything involving “Hildawg” seriously. That woman is an awful, disingenuous human being.

I was thinking this too. As impractical [absurd?] as it almost certainly is from an engineering standpoint, a true combined cycle might be something where both the compressor and turbine blades are all variable pitch and can simply zero out for ramjet operation.

The Z/28 is the track car. The ZL1 is an SS on some powdery goodness.

Profit margins

This post needs more Steve McQueen.

I’m going with the “moron” theory.

Yeah, I hear they taste like shit.

‘Murica to Formula 1

Navy SEALs.

They need those bags to hold their giant balls of steel.