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Considering that he just bought a used British luxury/performance car, I’m sure he has a lifetime supply of shorts. Also opens, high-resistance connections, and floating grounds.

I pay about $100 a month for this car, fully covered.

Sorry I missed entry, but my story is short, and weird as fuck.

I was driving a friend home. He lived MAYBE a mile away. We were in my parents old red Dodge Aries wagon. We were driving home just about midnight, the clock on the dash read as such. We hit this weird patch of mist or fog, and then we headed down the road

Love. It’s what makes a Subaru, a returned Subaru.

It’s a Jeep Thing I don’t understand.

They brag when the engine lasts, they brag when it blows up. Jeep guys, ya know?

Kinda reminds me of that whole subplot of the old TV show Home Improvement where for like 2 or 3 seasons Tim spent building a car from scratch in his garage and every time you went back it was progressing a little more each time.

How many people know the exact length of their Taurus??? :)

My 13' Taurus had the first gen sync system. It went through a period where no matter what voice command I said it would reply “calling Mom on cell” and then I’d say cancel, “calling Mom on cell”, and then I’d enter a screaming match with sync to which it’d respond “calling Mom on cell”.

Dad has a Triumph TR6 that eerily doesn’t leak and starts on the first attempt...

So really it’ll just become a brand for old people wanting to appear young? That seems awfully familiar.

Trump has had a lot of stupid ideas during this campaign, but attempting to market to younger folks is perhaps his worst idea yet.

Today’s fashion tip provided by Daryl. Jalopnik hasn’t given me a wardrobe budget yet. Let’s get a few videos under my belt before I start making demands like like a wardrobe or a catering table.

You Audi guys are a tag-team not to be messed with.

There is some great prose in today’s entries. My favorite is probably,

When I was 15 I told the rents I was staying over at a buddy’s house to have a Halo tournament (classic excuse)... but little did they know we planned for a night of debauchery, which even we hadn’t anticipated the extent of.

It’s about midnight, on a back road in Montana. This road is a service road to a Dam called Rainbow Dam. The road is called Rainbow Dam Road. It’s windy, it’s curvy, it’s got a 50+ foot cliff drop on the left side, and sometimes a rock face, sometimes a field on the other side. No one drives up and down this road,