“ After he noticed me recording him he slowed down and shadowed me almost all the way to my house (after taking a few pics of my license plate). Not sure what he was trying to accomplish there. You drive a prototype around, people are going to take videos!”
That picture makes me all tingly in my parts.
And just as he said it in a phone call, he was on his way to his vacation home.
John Senna.
Top Gear Series 15, Episode 2 (BMW e36 vs Mercy Berky 190) will have another say in that. Poor James....
My mom and her siblings were walking home from church at night in rural Mississippi the early ‘50s. They were talking and laughing but quieted down when they saw someone in the dark approaching them on the opposite side of the road.
I have never heard of Jack Chick. I live in the Bible Belt and have somehow never managed to see one of his comics. And yet after reading this, I want to read his comics even less.
I once found a chick tract in a box of car wax about the sin of vanity. It showed a man who was very proud of his nice, shiny car dying and going to hell.
Chick made Jesus sound like such a colossal asshole.
Is it my subconscious yearning to relive its first automotive experience, or are these things just badass?
The first car ride I ever took was in a 1990 Plymouth Voyager just like the blue one you see in the picture above.…
What if it was on a rally stage?
Tiny giraffe sit on dash while I drive.