Road Atlanta!

Lets talk about the S55 AMG in the background instead. CP

Subtle, very nicely done.

700 bucks? Better come with a blowjob.

Mmm release soon please. kthxbye

I was thinking the same thing.

I've gotten parking tickets in the time it took me to pull into a spot and go ask someone for directions. My fault for parking illegally, but damn the meter maids just wait for opportunities to bust people. Not to mention the constant construction/congestion on the beltway. It's an absolute wasteland.

I hit up meets in the DC/Baltimore areas. Mercedes Benz of Baltimore has a year end get together December 4th for all models of Mercedes. Free food, drink, and employee pricing on parts. This one looks like it'll be big. The guys I hang out with are all from the MBWorld forums, and are really chill. A lot of them put…

I can dig that. The Monaro is a fun car. It'd be sweet if Forza had the Maloo.

They were a PITA, but I've adjusted. I'll catch them wrong once in a while, and roll the car though.

I always bitch an moan about notbeing able to 'redeem' all my curent cars from the previous Forza in the new version. You know what I do? I still buy the new Forza because invariably it's just too good to nag.

This has to make the list.

The AMG meetups I attend are often filled with scrawny guys in glasses (myself included) who fawn over dyno sheets, and timeslips. Just my experience, but we have yet to see the compensating males at our shindigs.

I rather enjoyed the Tercel my family had. Pitifully slow, and underpowered. But what a tank that sucker was. We got rid of it at around 250,000 miles after it hauled us all over the US. I did my first engine swap in that car.

Bravo!

#cotd

Not really a troll moment but the Powerchip debacle that started MBWorld, and spread to real life lolz was pretty awesome.

Mea Culpa. It's been out for a while.

I'll take the 'in my sleep' route first. However second I wouldn't mind something like Clint Eastwood in Gran Torino.

Wow. I just grew a little older today due to Jalopnik. I'm gonna go to the bar now, and down a few scotches in a futile attempt to kill the brain cells now emblazoned with that foul image.