I expect the last thing I see in this world is the smiling face of an autonomous robot truck moments before it crushes my skull.

Ok. The altruism is weak.

We have a robust social safety net in the United States.

Thank you comrade Buzz. I look forward to going to glorious Hospital Number 5 to have my kidney replaced after only 15 year wait. Of course, I enjoy living in wonderful Apartment Complex Number 7. The cement facade, I am sure, will last for many generations to come. Still waiting for Glorious Museum of the Electric Car…

I walked 60,000 steps at the SEMA show, I’ll have you know!

Musk sold $7 Billion in stock this week, netting the government a cool $1 billion plus in taxes. His companies employ thousands of people who pay taxes and his bank accounts fund loans which embiggen the economy. Also, his companies built and sold the first practical electric cars, and apparently send rockets into…

I never realized what an art there is to high performance driving until Bob Bondurant crammed 15 or so thrill riders, including me, into the back of a Ford Econoline passenger van and proceeded to drive us around the seemingly (or really) vertically banked Ford test track at 100 mph.

I was under the impression that the 1946 Indy 500 was Rudolph Caracciola’s last race. So I Googled him and found that before the war, when he won three Grand Prix Championships, he only raced 26 times and won 11 of those! Twenty six races is almost a season today!

I didn’t realize that Fangio wasn’t the picture of fitness either. I suppose those skinny tired cars didn’t take much effort to steer and your natural resistance to the effects of lead and carbon monoxide from the open exhaust was at least as important as your physical fitness.

José Froilán González is my favorite historic race car driver. Of course he was very good. But also, he was a portly gentleman who wore his pants chest high over his ample belly. It’s a look that says, I’m an ordinary man, yet can do extraordinary things. Also, it’s more comfortable than the Dunlop tire look, where…

Ball cancer and fried phalanges. Otherwise perfectly safe.

Dealership profits are, I am sure, a good indicator of dealership health, but don’t really tell us anything about how much money a dealership really makes.

I’m all for it as long as they don’t have a “Salute to the NHS,” with dancing hospital beds to open the event.

Or I could go to Harbor Freight and buy an 1,800 watt “Predator” gas powered generator for $299.99. It has wheels and a pull handle too.

Who is this Martin Brundle character?

Better, but still too wordy.

Don’t be hard on yourself

The loser museum!

You say he is a capitalist and an opportunist as if that were a bad thing.

One word. Plastics. There’s a great future in plastics. Think about it.