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He was also a huge supporter of the owners of his creations, always wanting to hear about how the cars were doing and what folks were doing with them. Met him at a car show in the late 90s (I think) and as we were chatting a guy walked up and told him he had a B2K, an 87 convertible...his face lit up and he asked all

Public Enemy, “You’re Gonna Get Yours”, period. There is no other answer.

There are some good ones listed...and I can think of a few I personally like but can’t say they were ‘best’. Mostly because it is too broad a topic. I commented in a reply that if we’re talking ‘handling’ and pure driving, the 90s Lotus Elan takes it, if we are talking about an all-arounder, it’s the 1st gen Acura

Came here to post this...just such an excellent all-arounder. I loved mine...114k trouble-free miles, and I abused the snot out of it (because it wanted me to, honest!). Still one of the best cockpits, with physical controls AND a touchscreen, lovely steering, a shifter that was just sublime, and pedals perfectly

Was going to post the same question...the best FWD ‘drivers car’ was probably the 1989-95 Lotus Elan (96-99 from Kia). FWD isn’t necessarily great for handling, but that car managed to be balanced like no other puller before, and few since.

I don’t think so...the various housing websites all state that a Bi-level is technically a one-story home, whereas a Split-level is a multi-story home. I’ll try to find some history to see which came first, but it doesn’t really matter...it’s just a prevalent enough style, and is different enough, that it should have

So...one guy was so terrified by his ‘ordeal’ that he went on this contraption THREE more times? One time is ignorance and misplaced trust, and can happen to anybody...three more times means he’s stupid.

What about bi-level? There seem to be more of those in the NJ suburbs than just about anything else...

I had the book “The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar and Six Others” and it had some really great stories in it. Being a car guy, my favorite was the one about the author driving his BMW 3.0csi and picking up a hitchhiker, who was a highly skilled pickpocket. The Henry Sugar story was great as well. If done right, it

In late summer 1985 my dad went out for the mail and came back with a Corvette. In truth, he had been looking at it for a few weeks...red, of course (all Corvettes are red, after all), with saddle interior, sport seats (in cloth!), and the 4+3 transmission. It was the first ‘hot’ car he had owned since his 1965 GTO.

To clarify for folks who might not know, the Strike Authorization does not mean that they WILL strike, just that when the time comes they CAN strike. Even when negotiations are going well, the Authorization vote almost always passes...it’s a bargaining chip, too, of course.

Part of it might be the desire to not get arrested or dead driving home from the venue. Just spitballing here.

Anybody who has watched this show over the past year already knows the answer to this question: Maggie Sajak.

I’m shocked it took this long. Seriously, generative AI is great at regurgitating known writing in slightly altered form, which is all most sermons are anyway. There are phrases that are used repeatedly in sermons, and a finite number of themes (and very well known source material for reference, parable, examples,

Just a note on the horn on the stalk thing...that’s how the Brits did it in the 60s. I drove a Jag E-Type Series I 4.2 and couldn’t find the horn...yup, end of the stalk. Same with a slightly later Triumph TR-6 I rode in.

Considering you’d pay around the same for a similar vintage SLC in this shape with a blown or missing motor (and I recently saw a similar set of Centra wheels go for almost $2k)...hell, yeah, this is a good deal. Besides...

We’ve created a robot that poops...the end is nigh.

Yeah, that range is a problem...however, the bigger problem is that the thing looks like a squared off Aurora Safety Car with a pickup bed grafted on.

Back in the ‘80s, when my mom got her first Cuisinart, she would chop up her mirepoix and put it in ice cube trays in the freezer, than put the mire-cubes in a big ziploc bag. Anytime she needed some, she’d just use a cube or two. She’d also chop up garlic and put it in a jar with olive oil and keep it in the fridge.

If there isn’t a track in there that is a large, squared-off, oval with slight banking on the four curves called ‘The Brickyard’, then I’m not interested.