I mean, there’s intersections every half mile or more up and down Woodward Ave. that span 10-11 lanes. If you jog, you can make it, otherwise you’ll have to stop in the median and wait for another light change, which can be a bit nerve-wracking, standing right in the middle of all that with cars blowing by you at…

Wonder if that low level landing also had a high rate of speed.

Guess it really depends where you live in the state.  There’s a large community of Polish/Lebanese/Vietnamese all within 15 minutes of my house.....

I’ve had two, and loved them both.  That being said I now have a italian twin and the sounds it makes are heavenly, but I would love to get another small thumper, preferably air cooled.  Like you said, simple/cheap to own and maintain. 

Agreed. It’s not bad, really, it’s just not that good either....

I’m “lucky” in a way, I guess? In that I live a mere mile away from a Krispy Kreme, which just so happens to be on the way to a Microcenter, which is only another half mile or so down the road.

Still have my ‘05 S40.  Contemplated selling it during this crazy time, but it’s hard to let it go.  Minor mods and that lil turbo is kicking out a good amount of torque, just such a fun car to drive.

Everything about this wagon is almost damn near perfect, that ass end is *chef’s kiss.  Then you work your way around to the front......

No, it’s not. I parked our Sienna next to one, and on the other side of the hummer sat a Yukon, a positively massive house of a vehicle.

I see it’s now included. It wasn’t before, so :P

Just in case I’m not the only one struggling to find said trailer in this article -

Yah but I haven’t figured out how to stay on fire the entire ride without dying yet, so he’s got the leg up on that one.

Adding to the motorcyclist one, just because you can see the driver, and they should be able to see you, doesn’t mean they actually do. You can be within arm’s reach of the car next to you, and some drivers quite literally just see right through you. You don’t exist to them.

I’d really love, if every once in awhile, the cat just did NOT react to your controller inputs. Simple as stopping to lick itself while you’re teetering on the edge of a railing during a puzzle element. Or purposefully knocking something off a countertop just because, even without an explicit button press.

As a motorcyclist. Yup.

I had such a love/hate relationship with this game. When you nailed the timing and really laid into one of the AI players, it felt incredible.

Our entire house is hard surfaced floors. Upstairs, downstairs, etc... Somehow, no matter what, the little vermin always find a way to spread their puke out to ANY textile in the vicinity. Never fails. And if, for some reason, there isn’t a rug or piece of furniture within vomit-shot, a shoe is a welcome receptacle as…

I’m of the mindset that if you’re going to go through the trouble of baking the soda first, you’re pretty much halfway there to making your own noodles.

I’ve been this way since I was little. My mother recalled to me a time, when I was maybe 5-6, pacing around the house for hours in hysterics because I had a stomach ache, and didn’t want it to happen. I remember crying over the fear and worry of it.