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Look again. That little light below the driver side headlight is the turn signal for the 4th gen Accord

I’ve owned every year model Fiero made except 1985.

That’s what Saturn started out as, but it slowly evolved into another GM exercise in cheap badge engineering.

The first generation Mercedes CLA. Every part of that car is a cynical half-effort designed to overcharge you for wanting a Mercedes while punishing you for being too poor to buy a “real” one. It does exactly nothing better than an Accord, yet manages to be twice as expensive and half as reliable. 

I’m in the spare bedroom with my 1/32 scale homage/love letter to Road America:

Save the Manuals!

IT’S GOOOOOOOD!!!!!

CI\             /IC

Haribo are good and all, but I actually think Albanese are the superior gummy candy.

Tell your son that when he’s old enough to get plates that read TACOCAT. Tell him that it looks the same in the rear view mirror.

Sure, if you are looking at it perfectly rationally, but companies can be really political places. It’s not the $400 fee per se, but the fact of having to annoy your boss with it, have to get HR approvals, etc. You don’t ever want to be the guy with a problematic expense report .

Counterpoint to the 1940s:

Gose, guys. I wanted you to make a Gose. Christ. Now what we going to with all this crap-infused beer? 

Think they mentioned Ace of Spades as the commission for these vehicle has hinted at being Jay-Z and Beyonce.

Bugey Cerdon, mang 

Maybe the person enjoys it because back in their college days they could only afford Armand de Brignac. That's why I enjoy PBR.

It takes a hot minute, but not that long. I did an hours drive in mine the day I got it without as much as a missed shift. The shifter is just so tactile, enough really can’t be said about shifting feel in these things, right handed or left.

Jaguar is supposed to be about sexy bodywork, luxury, and sneaky good performance.

There was a car with a lot of stickers on the back. One was giant and said “DISOBEY!”

NS: You’re Bacon Me Crazy!