And whenever I feel like complaining, I remind myself that I’m young, healthy, employed, and happily married, that I have good relationships with my family and my in-laws, and that I have dozens of friends who are there for me when I need help.

I’m pretty sure there are guys like that with trains.

The design of the f1 was madness for its day, and has just aged particularly well. I think what we’re seeing is the outer edge of the mclaren design language, where it stops working.

Better looking than the 570s.

Counterpoint: that thing is fucking ugly.

I may be the only person that thinks that the F type is not an attractive looking car. Sure, it’s got some good points, but it’s styled almost as massively as it is heavy, and it’s very deceptive considering its actual smallness. And I don’t like the front end treatment at all.

How long till we start renting out our toilets?

Seriously, Stef? Fucking jack-stands, please.

Is this a Pinin design or an in-house Ferrari job? ‘Cause it’s the prettiest Ferrari I’ve seen in years, mostly thanks to the lack of their signature huge, goofy-ass headlights and the 488's grafted-on-for-no-good-reason-other-than-to-kinda-look-like-a-LaFerrari centerfangs.

My Mazdaspeed 3 has a safety feature. The passenger side only unlocks manually, and sometimes the rear passenger side window won’t wind down. That’s a safety feature to protect me from people jumping into my passenger seat, or behind me.

Someone in a developing nation could also use the plastic explosives.

“Where’s my car?” “It was fobbed!” “A fobbery?”

Plot twist:

Am I the only person to see this??

Beautiful? The nose on this thing makes the last generation Trans Am nose look like an understated design in comparison.

The Keas probably laid a trap, to get revenge for McLaren stupidly claiming to have come through Kea country unscathed. They’re smart little bastards.

As opposed to all those beater McLaren F1s sitting in backyards in Cleveland.

The correct answer is insane technical death metal.

Chamber music. String quartets. Post-bop moderate-tempo jazz. Stuff that’s intellectually engaging but not overstimulating or too forcefully emotional.

Maybe he could collaborate with the Lanesplitter posters on their interpretation of the car