The guy is getting all the wrong ends of the stick, Clarkson hits him, Internet turns on him because they think he's the reason their favorite show is cancelled and ultimately he ends up in a questionable employment position due to something completely out of his control. The brunt of Internet Outrage is bad enough,…

My otherwise bombproof '86 Mercedes 200D pulled the same stunt on me while driving through rush hour in downtown Düsseldorf, Germany. My throttle pedal went limp right before a tram crossing. I sprang out of the car in my three-piece suit to find the fault under the hood. Before I knew it, I was buried in traffic on…

Touche. My comment was meant to be a bit tongue-in-cheek, but you make a very valid point.

Sorry P1, you make me look what? Speak up son, I can't hear you behind all these trophies.

As a NY'er, this is begged for on a daily basis.

First of all thank you Jason for taking the time to explain the purpose of those lines. While most Jalops realize that they are there so that folks in wheelchairs can have extra space especially if they need to deploy a ramp, it seems far too many people just think they are an "extra space."

Please don't call 911 first, call the emergency # printed on a sign on the crossing gate stand. It will have the serial of the crossing printed as well. Cut out the middle man save some time.

Can we retire Amazeballs yet? It's the like Harlem shake of adjectives.

Am I the only one who wasn't surprised that the oil slick was left by an Alfa Romeo?

It's going to take me some time to get used to a drag meeting where you can have a normal volume conversation at the staging area, but... 10.50! That's not lazy. Kudos to the kids who built this.

Why, in the name of all that is holy, can't they reproduce some of the 289s and knock it off with the bulbous, side-pipe toting cartoon cars? There was so much more balance and style in the original, more humble, little monsters.

The worst, worst, WORST human beings I ever tend to meet are the Dumb Street Racing Story Guys.

I'd like to think that if I was an intense competitor like Stirling Moss, that I'd like to win the championship-but not by looking the other way while my competition was penalized points unfairly. That's not racing, that's poker.

As a fellow road cyclist, I have dreamed of doing this very thing. I for one would like to hear how that all went down.
I've also handed people the trash they threw out or dumped it back on their car. Plastic bags of trash are the best because you can just hang them on their side view mirrors.

I just want to know how I can become elite at something.

In other words, your personal biases towards the old British cars that you're most familiar with prevent you from enjoying the Miata, precisely because it is different. Not that there's anything inherently wrong with that, since it's something that everyone else does, probably to a greater degree. Talk to anyone who…