It needs a drunk Daisy Duke woo-girl popping out of the moon roof.

Obviously doesn’t know what he has.

The 5GT answered a question nobody asked.

Hammond’s out of the hospital?

The two U.S. brands in position to cater to the luxury car market have, with few exceptions, shot themselves in the foot for the last three decades. The squandered reputations of these once great marques is disheartening to witness.

More often than not in cop-cam videos the officer(s) seem to have ideal opportunities to pin the perp vehicle in place yet leave ample room for the perp’s car to escape to wreak further havoc.

I would not board an airplane with those odds. Big balls kudos to the guys who lay it on the line.

Is interest in motorsports declining or are the ever-multiplying series and venues of racing dividing the pool of viewers? I liken the industry to what has, and is, happening in the brewing/spirits/wine industries. More and more smaller players are attracting customers with myriad choices, many - if not most - are…

They may as well replace him with Pastor Maldonado.

Thought I did. My bad.

Not on the rocks, though. Pretty refreshing.

1968, Tulsa, OK. Me, 7 years, and my little brother, 5. We’d race home from school to watch our hero at 3:00. Our Bat Mobile was Dad’s ’67 Mustang coup with a 289 and 3 on the floor. We’d always yell at him to do really fast “bat turns”.

Mustangs eat people.

See yourself out.

Does Turbot count?

You’re nuts.

There’s no x in espresso.

Rotisserie rabbit is the best! I prefer duck meat in a stew to soften it up a tad. Great choices.

You take that back! (Torrey Pines, La Jolla, CA 1988).

I’m sure that hay bale would have protected that photographer’s stand. Though, I would have put up a string of yellow caution tape, (a-la 3rd world rally events) for added security.