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Nearby was a shattered potted petunia. It’s last thought was “Not again.”

They have more money then she does, and she would like to have some of it.

Congratulations, you’ve apparently just done the Jalopnik comment equivalent of defending Trump’s pussy-grabbin’soundbite on Jezebel. Bravo!

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One of my favorite movie scenes from American Beauty. (Every middle aged married guy should watch this movie, you are not alone) Its cut off but I think she next asks “where the f**K is the Camry” 20 years later, still relevant.

A person is smart. People are dumb, panicky dangerous animals and you know it.

Well I am a pilot and have “autopilots” in all of my aircraft. They are quite advanced and cost more than the silly car he was driving. They are far from perfect and will, as we like to say;”fly you, with great precision, directly into a water tower.” So we never make any assumptions about its capability, rather study

that wheel/tire combo makes me feel kinda funny, like when we used to climb the rope in gym class

These are the Bonnevilles I remember from my childhood. I started age lamentation years ago.

Nope. Nope. It’s me too. Spending an inordinate amount of time searching for a first-generation Park Avenue is a weekly ritual for me.

While we are on the topic, civilians shouldn’t be allowed to order white Explorers with black grilles, dammit. I hate it when I waste a perfectly good nonchalant panic slowdown for absolutely no good reason.

Waze has changed my driving more than anything else. It’s a godsend

Put the American flag on it...

And it’s not like a Probe would be completely unreasonable; just take the current Focus platform, make a coupe body for it, and paint it teal.

“Why can’t women park cars?”

Those were forever the best VW commercials ever made, no contest.

My Junior year driving to school in the morning I started to see some smoke. Although I am a D/C student, I have perfect attendence. So here I am about 5 miles from class in my truck at a stop light in my 93 S10 Blazer, Head out the window Ace Ventura Style. My exhaust was so hot it caught the carpeting on the inside

...the basic equation being how much fun could I have with this vs. say a Vegas vacation for you and that girl with the wild side and tramp stamp at work.

A strange game. The only winning move is not to play. How about a nice game of chess?

If you have a fetish for sleeping with your hand between 2 pillows this is the perfect car.