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Option 3 is to find the Alpha car in the parking lot first thing, and then crash into it, just beat the hell out of it...then the other cars know to respect you.

Mine.

Needs more British Racing Green. (give me one in that with the silver strakes and a brown interior please)

Is that the Challenger he was racing? I know that it shouldn’t matter - this story is already horrendously tragic - but I’m additionally annoyed that this dude was racing/crashed the Enterprise Rent-a-Car special. Probably shouldn’t be surprised.

Being able to adjust your timing while drivng is a great feature few ever consider when shopping for vehicles.

Except for the part where almost zero bankers were indicted. But yeah. I’m guessing that, like, 90% of the evil in this world stems from bad incentives and subsequent rationalization that “that’s just how it works plus LOOGIT ALL THAT MONAAAAY.”

Welcome to the Great Plains, home of the Hail Sale.

McDavid scoring 22 seconds into the contest and then finishing off the Sabres, who tanked all last year to try and get him is the new “Most Buffalo Thing To Ever Happen.”

Those are normal dead cows. These are dead French cows of the finest quality, having eaten only from vats full of the finest black caviar mixed with the finest French champagne. These cows had names - nay - these cows had titles. Viscount Vache Of Bourdeaux III. These cows were classy.

Complaining that a road car only is marginally faster to 60 with all this extra power is irrelevant when it is around 2.8s. With current tire technology and street tires that is at the physical limit. Assuming a 1.0 coefficient of friction between the tire and road gives a max acceleration of 1G. I know some cars can

It is claimed to be the world’s most powerful production car (for now), putting out 1,478 horsepower and boasting a

My car’s theme is: “Fuck it. It still runs.”

You know, if they rolled over the updated nose to this car, it could be the compelling car it was originally meant to be.

I know your feelin’ it.

And they’ll rebadge it as.... THE BRONCO! DUN DUN DUNNNNN!!!