The worst for me is other people wanting to engage me in endless conversations about car stuff. I don’t mind a quick ‘hello’ or whatever, but endless awkward conversations are the pits.

How is it possible that there are so many white douchebags with funny hair with Youtube/Twitter channels? lulz.

With nobody looking over streamers’ shoulders and telling them when to clock out, it can be a dangerous line to walk. 

V8 pickup not found.

Not a Kings fan. I drive by their boondoggle bullshit arena on J St. Every day on my way to work and keep hoping that it collapses on itself.

Why do rich car people always want to put gigantic, undrivable turbos on everything?

Am I the only loser who would want a $$$ project car that I could drive around all the time? Just like the project car I have now... but more expensive, right?

If you’ve been on Facebook recently (see Oroville, CA dam problems), you would know that this is entirely due to Obama/California only caring about illegal aliens instead of infrastructure.

Gosh, it’s almost like Orlove likes to write impactful statements for shock value rather than do research or comprehend the subject he’s sharing. This has NEVER happened before!

It’s actually fantastic. Few things in life are better than people who are shitty being exposed for said shittiness.

I’ve never owned a car with less than 75,000 miles on it.

I laughed.

That video is scary as f***.

I mean, there are over 7 billion people on earth, so I don’t -really- care, but.. still.

I’m from San Diego. I used to like the Chargers. I still really enjoy American football but can no longer root for the Bolts. I live in Sacramento but have no particular affinity for the 49ers, much less the godforsaken Raiders (former Chargers fan, remember?).

Who should I root for now? I don’t mind losing as…

I don’t even care. Rich white guy wins again. Fuck that.

“Yep! The brakes are still there!”

My username is intentionally ironic. Or something. I fucking hate rednecks. And generally find rich people distasteful.

I’d pay that here in California if it meant I didn’t have to do smog tests anymore.

I can’t even keep track of or comprehend all the random characters in new SB games. Like.. I thought the point was to have classic Nintendo characters duking it out?

Who is this anime-nerd wet dream lady in her leather dress, opera gloves and handguns? Lulz.

No, you completely missed my point. Completely. By a kilometer. I don’t want a Porsche (never mind a godforsaken convertible), mostly because I despise working on them.

I was making fun of your nose-in-the-air track day snobbery. And the ridiculous prices of wrecked 911s. It was supposed to be funny.. but no,…

I don’t get it. Engines are pretty much engines. You still have to “know how to work on” any engine in any car or else it will go horribly awry.