I recently rented a Corvette Z06, the current one with 650hp. I came away from that with the same thought. There should at least be a next level drivers license where you have to show you at least went to some sort of driving school before they let you out on the public streets with one of those.

This is a fail. There is no way this opinion is unpopular among car enthusiasts.

Also, the driver on the right is having way more fun.

The lights were actually neon lamps and the stylist had their leads wrapped around the spark plug wire to act as an inductive pickup. It’s also an old time trick used by mechanics to see if a spark plug wire and spark plug was firing. You can do the same with an NE-2 neon lamp on an older car that has accessible…

If someone ran up to me and screamed, “Quick, tell me something about a car!” I would assume it was you and Jalopnik deadlines are no joking matter.

FWIW, this is a normal Thursday morning in Kankakee.

Back in the day people owned up to mistakes, fuck ups etc. Now everything is just a diagnosis away from being explained. Fucking dude fell asleep and killed people.

Hyperloop you say? By gum it put Brockway, Ogdenville, and North Haverbrook on the map!

Go up to man with stick. Claim you’re scared of stick. Kill man. Enjoy paid vacation. Claim murdered man was “no angel”. Collect extra overtime quelling the protests after you’re cleared of any wrong doing.

everyone in the profession can be replaced by a well-crafted web interface.

Here is perhaps the most sobering thought about car sales as a career: everyone in the profession can be replaced by a well-crafted web interface.

(runs to room, slams door, flings self on bed, sobbing)

My Falcon is my DD, and when I have to drive a newer car my number one most aggravating frustration is not being able to see out of the damn car. The Falcon I can parallel park easy peasy because I can literally see each corner of the car, I have no blind spots.

My wife and I had the DJ at our wedding play this Paul Anka album during our reception. It garnered some smiles, when people realized the traditional big-band wedding-style music they were hearing was actually “Smells Like Teen Spirit.”

One man’s “Enthusiast” is another man’s “Hoarder”.

I’m sorry David, but I believe our gentleman friend, regardless of his cheery disposition, falls into “Hoarder” territory.

If they were running, driven, exhibited, or maintained....maybe I’d change my mind...but nope...we’re in straight hoarder-land here.

Roundabouts are an epic failure.

Australian tabloid journalism is fahking weeeahd, mate.

Whatever, they’re both in eastern Europe...

> I will stop going {...} into oncoming lanes and through red lights for now...

With privilege and lattes