I travelled from Tulsa to Philly in 1970 on the package tray of our ‘65 Mercury. I was the smallest. Loved it. Colored for days with my Jumbo box of Crayolas with the built in sharpener and a stack of coloring books.

1983 Investor Edition Lotus Esprit. Recently on Bring a Trailer. You got a decal on the door that identified you as a Coke snorting tool.

I’m underwhelmed. In fact, for all that fab-work to put a monster V-8 into a Chevy pick up and all I get is a slo-mo mouse fart, it’s very far from making me whelmed at all. Put that motor in a Miata. That might move my whelm meter.

Great stuff from Kenseth. There’s something about Logano...10 years from now when he’s part of the old guard with a championship or two under his belt, he’ll still be that whiney puke that other drivers like to cuff around on and off the track. Great driver, great team but even Danica has more stones.

Tesla. Straight line acceleration.

How original. You’re the first to opine on this observation.

He doesn’t have kids.

It’s a gut of feeling of mine that the same financial stream helped fill the pool for the costs of the Mexican F1 event.... That was quite a venue. I hope I’m wrong

Included in the 493rd air victories plaque... Would love to hear this story.

Spain should be interesting. The Doctor should get a warm welcome.

NASCAR is so much classier.

They look like their gingerly running to the can ‘cause there’s a nasty shart about to blow up in their shorts.

That’s one big, flimsy lookin’ slipper of a football cleat.

All day.

Honey Badger don't give a shit

That it’s Pastor Maldonado.

They first tried a frog but after weeks of filming and millions in production costs the cheese-eating monkey just made more sense.

In the ‘90s it was forest green, (and every sad hue associated with it), on everything with four wheels that had me scratching my eyes out.

Get in line.

Cars will be actual jelly beans after decades of trying to emulate them.