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The crew I was on was quite the experience...in some ways like a ‘typical’ team sport, but oh so very different. Any team sport had camaraderie and that whole ‘team thing’...but there is a fundamental difference that I think makes your crew almost like family (and, much like family, there may be guys you cannot stand

Wrong year...Lamborghini’s issues with Ferrari came some years later.

You could do pretty much any Chris Nixon book, but “Mon Ami Mate” has it ALL...epic racing, a good love story, an amazing ‘buddy’ story, tragedy, and a bit of mystery. Plus amazing cars....hell, Hawthorne died in a very cool Jaguar sedan while playing cat n mouse with Rob Walker in a 300SL...object lesson, too, as it

Wow...there are some REALLY good ones suggested here! Here’s a couple more:

In a vehicle, you basically have two methods available to communicate with other drivers: lights and horn. What you are saying is that you reduce your ability to communicate by 50% without any consideration. That seems silly.

I remember reading a few years back how Microsoft was getting into vehicle operating systems and GM was one of the first in line for it...now I wonder if that happened and we are seeing the result here. It sure sounds like it runs on Windows...

A couple things...first off, the Catera was actually a pretty decent car, it was just a bad Cadillac (it was, after all, a German car, so had fairly sound engineering).

Another horror movie one...or maybe thriller...auto-stop/start disables car on train-tracks when ‘baddie’ sprays alcohol in sunroof or window.

It’s certainly a nuanced discussion, and the American public as a group are adept at holding nuanced discussions, especially as they pertain to personal freedoms and government oversight.”

“Little Drummer Boy” is the all-time worst Christmas song, full stop. And since you seem to have specifically referred to popular versions, I will say that the David Bowie/Bing Crosby version is the very most odious take on this terrible song. It’s ‘campy’ and such for one listen, then you find out somebody thinks

Man, that sure is pretty...I’ll take two!

Shouldn’t it be called the ‘Aluminium’?

These crusades always amuse me, then depress me....sure, let’s start yet another (probably costly) campaign to eliminate some possible ‘cause’ of collisions and people dying on the highway and avoid the real issue: driver education in this country as a whole, and some states in particular, is a very tragic joke. Can’t

Other drivers....they are either petrified, ill equipped (and petrified), ill equipped (and unaware of the fact), make poor route choices, poor lane choices, poor decisions in general.

I thought it might be a Kelmark GT...wrong number of round taillights, for most years, though.

Not even a D’Oro package with the gold trim and V6...if it had been, I think I would have bought it for my mom (who actually seriously considered buying one, back in the day...she wound up in the cheaper and much better Grand Am).

I had a 2004 MINI Cooper S, and I absolutely adored it. I’m ‘only’ 6'3" and had to move the seat up a notch to get the clutch all the way to the floor, so can attest to the surprising legroom. The car was stupid fun...just ludicrous how it put a grin on my face every day. Unfortunately, with the 1st-gen you either got

“All Corvettes are red, the rest are mistakes.” - John Heinricy, Corvette Development Group Manager, after sitting through a three hour meeting discussing colors for an upcoming model year.

Is it just me, or is the Taylor Swift coverage starting to sound like Metalocalypse? Seriously, ‘Swift saves public transportation’, ‘Swift singlehandedly saves <insert other industry here>‘, ‘Swift is basically her own economy’. It’s getting a bit ridiculous.

I do not believe I have ever witnessed such a thing. I, too, loathe most Prius drivers on the highway...but I admit that the only ones I actively notice are the multitude of them in the left lane going under the speed limit. The others are off in the right lanes driving ‘nicely’, so fall below my radar.