I’ve posted this before, but it’s worth repeating.

If $599 is 50% of your paycheck this probably isn’t the car for you...

They are excellent at catering to their customer’s expectations.

Aqueducts have lousy water pressure, apparently

That’s what they get for buying from the Nero Bus Company.

Way to go “lean” supply chain..... Lets not produce to forecast for fear of inventory sitting, lets do just in time! Sorry have sat through so many of these LEAN training things only to sit and go “but downtown in x business costs xxxxxxxxxxxxx per hour..... Why would you risk it, only to be beaten down with industry…

I just made up a definition on the spot and said that power shifting was simply holding the gas pedal to the floor instead of letting up on it while I rowed through each gear.

This one is more of a lie-of-omission type of thing:
My kids are entirely unaware that automatic transmissions have been invented. I’m going to let them live in this blissful ignorance as long as I can. Hopefully well past when they start driving.

Seems like there’s been a couple of Mustang stories so far, so here’s a sure-it’s-a-Mustang-if-you-squint story.

The lie I tell to myself: that I’ll be able to finish [any project] I start Sunday after lunchtime before the weekend’s over.

Some years ago on a road trip with my then-girlfriend I played music on car’s stereo from my phone via aux cable. When, for some reason, I decided it was enough music I disconnected the phone. When I did that radio kicked in for a moment before I turned it off. My girlfriend couldn’t understand how come there still…

got caught in an unexpected snow storm in the mountains and 5-0 was mandating snow tires, chains, or 4wd/AWD to drive down. Didn’t want to get stranded on a sunday so I managed to convince the policeman that my BRZ was AWD. “Yeah its a subaru, officer.”

Wow, that’s fucked up.

1. I have no idea how that scratch got there, Dad!

Teenage me:
K&N air filter
“10 extra horsepower.”

“truck-bro friends”

I tell my niece and nephew that anything they touch costs a ludicrous amount of cash, and then I compare it to something they want to really drive it into their heads.

We didn’t have an automatic for a while, and when we got one, I kid you not, my son asked where the clutch pedal was.

This one is more of a lie-of-omission type of thing:
My kids are entirely unaware that automatic transmissions have been invented. I’m going to let them live in this blissful ignorance as long as I can. Hopefully well past when they start driving.