Look closer at the transmission rotary knob.

So what you are all saying is that the modifications made to this Jag... make you see red?

That’s the tell isn’t it? lIt’s the classic “gonna stop you there bruh”

Those stupid fucking wheels tell me everything I need to know about this car, and what they tell me is no dice.

Impalas are celebrated leapers. It was just living up to its namesake. 

The part is an Oil Filter. The person who tightened it is the Ol’ Fitler.

Runza is delicious, but I had never heard of it until a couple years ago since they just don’t exist outside of a few states around NE. It’s probably a good thing for my mid-section that they don’t though...

Same here, 2014 E250 4Matic wagon. God i love this car. I’ve been driving wagons for over 20 years, Volvos, Saabs and now Mercedes. I will really miss the long roof when its gone. 

The V60 and V90 are some of the few cars that make me turn my head when I see them on the road. I miss Saab Sportcombi’s and CTS-V wagons.

So you should drive a bosozoku car. Although the body kit may hamper driving if there is more than 5 mm of snow on the road.

It might be pre-wiring but that’s the first thing I’d be looking at anyway. I’m really torn on this one.

I owned a W124 400e. They are a wonderful, bank vault solid, over engineered Mercedes that will munch up miles at astonishing pace. However, there is no OBDII diagnostics and ignition parts are frighteningly expensive, which makes remedying that miss a most likely costly endeavor. Also there are two of everything:…

Seeing that i bought a junk title one for parts for 700, this one looks to be either a good candidate for a buy 2 make 1 situation or fix into a solid driver.

I think it’s a little crossroads in Texas, right? What’s my prize?

That’s nothing. You should see my fellow Alabamians eat a Styrofoam plate full of ribs while driving.

I understand they’re developing region specific offerings. For example, a rum ham holder in Philadelphia. Albany may make the cut. 

Honey-baked ham? That’s your problem right there. If that held steamed hams, it’d be a best-seller, at least in the Albany area. 

At my first job we had an engineer who was 4 foot something. Chi was his name and he was very proportional, just short. So whenever a new product need promotional photos, the cry went up “Send Chi to stand next to it”. Our stuff always looked bigger than the competition.

I fear one day we will learn the truth: These midcentury illustrations were actually to scale, using specially bred models who were reared and kept in secret, only emerging at night to sit for commercial artists working in hidden lofts.