The Ferrari team’s car number was a typo—this was really car #666.
The Ferrari team’s car number was a typo—this was really car #666.
I just don’t think you understand.
This is the latest in Subaru cow-vertible conversions.
He was practicing his Wilhelm Scream:
Needs moar anti-roll bar.
It’s true—there’s amazing job security in the total insecurity of working for one’s self. While it’s often stressful being the boss of one’s self in business, there’s great power that comes from the near-total autonomy that comes with it.
They're all good, although if you're wanting the 1st gen, I'd look for a '93 or '94—the mid-cycle refresh of the first-gen cars.
My ex-wife, the human speedometer. Even when she was sleeping in the car (thankfully often), she’d wake up and nag me... “You’re going 81 miles an hour. SLOW DOWN!”
"On the next episode of 'Bait Truck'... Wait! You're doing it wrong!"
Obligatory: "Why did you lift??"
This looks like a JDM import to Canada (Alberta plates smudged out in the pic) then brought south of the border.
I have had a number of 'offs' ranging from minor cosmetic crunches to vehicle-totaling kapows. I have hit fence posts, bushes, trees, hillsides, and other (parked) cars. I have managed to never injure anyone with a car, myself included. I would not not consider myself an expert in crashing cars, but I certainly have a…
Wow... never realized that the first Love Bug flick was a 'who's who' of 1960s Hollywood stunt drivers and real racers all mixed together!
But will they find a way to mandate electric charger jockeys in NJ, as with attendants at gas stations? ;-)
That's the G-force meter.
Sadly, there's no such beastie (XWD/manual/V6) in the '10 and '11 9-5s. MT 9-5s of that vintage are hard to find, period. I'm casually watching for one of those.
Yep, that's the exhaust on Bruce Turk's 96 2-stroke.
"It's a hassle, but do what you can to fight the ticket you get out-of-state."