I like it’s plucky demeanor. It’s the Wired Hair Terrier of cars.
I like it’s plucky demeanor. It’s the Wired Hair Terrier of cars.
When it successfully delivers on it’s purpose. Be it a truck, sports car or kid hauler.
For a few hours I thought somebody had tranquilized Floridians.... Quiet, no news. Hell, Texas was making all the waves in the vacuum left by Florida’s silence. Thank you, nutty-drunk-white-trash-lady, for bringing Florida back.
Had a first year ‘89 GL Probe with roll up windows. Set a personal best time from Sherman Oaks, CA to Russian Hill in San Francisco in 4 hours and 20 minutes on one tank of gas. 375 miles... The car was running on fumes, but I still had ice in my cup from the drink I bought at the gas station at Ventura and Van Nuys…
It’s as good as the proof reading. Bad grammar bends everywhere.
Few cockpits exist that can match the Z8.
All hail Sergio Marchionne. Long live Sergio Marchionne.
Fucktard
She has balls I think.
Now I want an elephant.
THIS!!!! Good Lord. It kills me when I come across grade school grammar errors. It takes seconds to push a button and avail the world of one’s thoughts, (and illiteracy). Is a mere minute too much to ask for proof reading?
Beautiful. Ars Gratia Artis, (Art for art’s sake). Spyker is doing what old world coach builders used to do.... Making every part and function special and intriguing to stir the visual and tactile senses.
The rest of a warm crumb cake doughnut and a few sips of the Thermos cup o’joe to get through, don’tcha know?
Did Foose give that rhino it’s two-tone paint paint scheme?
Lincoln has generally built quality stuff wrapped in odd-ball, dated packaging. The Baleen whale frontage on this MKT for example....
That Stan Getz sax melts butter.
I think Ryan Reunolds is in fact Lysol is the Man, Whitey. And I’m good with that.
“...a big old competition stripe...”
#3 had me curl up on the shower floor in a fetal position for three hours. Must of triggered something.