parneli70
parneli70
parneli70

At the very least a competent engineer

Shit I wear New Balance

On the bright side, when you buy a Buick you instantly become 80 years old, so now this guy can qualify for Medicare and all sorts of discounts on white shoes and salad bars. Pretty shrewd financial maneuvering if you ask me.

The potential for the cars to roll away is due to the bushings that are part of the connection between the gear shifter and the gearbox, which, the documents say, “may detach.”

Except it's not on a dealer lift?

I’ve always loved the 4 doors.

It's more like Jaws Unleashed meets GTA meets Tony Hawk. LOL I may come across as morbid saying this, but the thing I liked about Jaws Unleashed was the ability to dismember the victim. This looks like you chomp a few times and they're gone. Hopefully the later versions have this. Looks like a lot of fun, though.

Genuinely shocked that nobody suggested some 25 year-old+ POS. 

I guess this answers the age-old question about whether you’d donate kidneys to a distant family member, even if that family member is a big fat pompous douchebag that you don’t want to even admit being related to.

Not only did he sell to bothCoast Guard and runners, he would sell faster boats to the runners, then tell the Coast Guard that the runners had gotten some hot new boats and they needed new ones to keep up, back and forth...

I’m not recommending it but my go to is......

Get an first generation Isuzu Trooper.

I test drove a brand new Celica GT-S in 2001. I found absolutely no joy in “sinking a toe in” to it, there was simply no life in this car past the somewhat dated (at the time) but still lightly sporty exterior. As a young man looking to move out of my 2000 Taurus SES and drive something a bit flashier but still capable

“Help, I’ve become Basic”

So the cover photo had the perfect recommendation, but none of the experts actually recommended it?! BMW Z3!

1969 Cougar Eliminator. Scraped together $1,750.00 to buy it when I was 19 years old, in the summer of 1983. Daily-ed it through college, learning to do everything from setting the points to replacing the clutch, because I couldn’t afford to pay anyone to work on it. I’ve autocrossed it, drag raced it, and driven it

1989 F150 straight six, manual. Took me a couple years to find the right one. I’d lose a race against a school bus, but I love it.