@solomonrex: Today.
@solomonrex: Today.
@Polk High All City 1966: Yep, a somewhat tired Windsor 302.
@MushyHeirloom: Sorry, brings this back.
@87CapriceEstate: If TShirtHell brings this back, I'm buying one...
@Nurburgring: A select few were built as electric vehicles, mainly for utility companies.
@armyofchuckness: I'd take it over an '83...
What's next, a Chrysler TC By Maserati?
@Brian: Cogito Ergo ZOOM!: I've long considered setting up a second wireless router on a different channel, naming it in such a way that it could be described as a sign advertising it as a holding facility for deceased black folks, and then making it unbroadcast and unpassworded.
@HoonThatFerrari-isNowHooning a Maserati: I got a star long before my COTD. (Either COTD. I remember there being two, but don't remember what one of them was for...) I believe it was Murilee's way of thanking me for submitting some DOTSBE photos.
@Nurburgring: Hell, I listened to Paul Simon when I was fifteen. At eighteen (okay, as good as nineteen) I still do.
Prickstine and the E30chero would make a lovely pair of alternate daily drivers. Yes sir, boy howdy.
It has a nice ass, but that face... you don't put a paper bag over a face like that, you use plastic and hope it suffocates, for its own good as well as everyone else's.
@dal20402: Agreed - provided the red-light cameras ignore turns that don't cross traffic (right turns on most streets, or left turns from one one-way to another) and the yellow lights are of sufficient length, I have no problem with the red-light cameras.
@invincible-delta-88: "An' for the record/I've got some in the back seat!"
On the bright side, it doesn't look any worse than it did before it hit that truck... aside from the small issue of fluid loss.
@egoods: Hell, if I had the money right now, I'd join y'all - I found out recently that I'll be able to head down and spectate that weekend after all.
I was a passenger in a car following one of these - a beige wagon - at a fairly glacial pace today; as always, they kept up a decent clip until we were unable to pass, then slowed to a relative crawl.
None of this surprised me.
"You ever take it off any sweet jumps?"