If the service sucked, by all means write a Yelp review.

On the other hand, if you went to a restaurant and the service was awesome... write a Yelp review too. 

I used to commute from Katy to Mont Belvieu every morning on 1-10. 60 miles straight across Houston on the widest freeway in the world. In just over 3 years, I witnessed 3 fatal accidents happen, and probably passed a dozen more after they occurred. The place is a madhouse full of idiots with fake dealer license…

I think that shoots a piston through the hood and into orbit.

Here ya go.

DRS is driver-actuated, and flips up the mid section of the car’s rear wing in certain zones and situations on the track to reduce drag and up top speed at the expense of grip. Flip up DRS while you’re going on the straight chasing another car, flip it down once you need to brake and turn.

I can imagine an older guy had a really bitchin’ car that would have brought something high profile to the auction.

Bourgeoisie Confit it is. It really has a certain ring to it.

Erin (and the entire Jalopnik staff) - if you’re going to do a piece like this AND sell stickers that support your car blog: you best do the right thing and be sending Caleb a package that contains them RIGHT NOW!

Are there people out there who still think street racing is, somehow, not a terrible idea?

Lauda allegedly coughed the lung up himself, pointed at it and said “Still more handsome than James Hunt” and walked out of the hospital.

Okay the nose gives it away.

Have you ever farted on your phone, because the only safe place for it was between your legs? NOT ANY MORE! Our butt plug with tractor beam has an (optional) fart shield!

This’ll look nice in my condo.

Don’t go out and buy a bike.

British fucking airways meet your standards bub?

Idea: Don’t spend six-figures on a rapidly-depreciating asset that is a physical manifestation of your wife’s disappointment.

Why?  So you can hit the tree backwards?

I see you have found the joke.

He's in Texas... I'm sure they can find the space