There was a manager where I used to work named Flavius. He was an older Southern get that was likely a good athlete in his younger days. Pretty big guy (6'3" or so) and not in horrible shape for being north of 60.

Ah sportsball practice. I miss the golden days of my youth, volleying sportsballs into the basket and shooting home runs across the net without a care in the world aside from beating the offense’s defenses. Those were the days. 

Can there be a surer sign of the “end times?”

An old Fiat—the mini-Christine:

...or the Challenger Brown Eye edition.

I have such a weird boner right now.

What you did to that car, I mean, isn’t it what you should normally do to a Camaro?

Only 770lbs on the bed? Where will the average ‘merican’s spouse sleep then?

“The Land Cruiser rides on a new platform called GA-F.”

I just hope it comes with stability control as standard equipment. Nobody wants to spin - flat or otherwise - in their new truck.

i dunno what the rules are for testing autonomous cars but i applied to work for a place that did it in austin and they denied me because i lived an hourish away and they said i would be on the road too much. but they werent paying enough to move to austin so ehh. i wanted to work there. wouldve been cool to see how…

Wow, you pretty much summed up my post. I’m a pretty aggressive/fast driver, myself, but I’m definitely extremely courteous to people who are merging, changing lanes, or someone who is miraculously going faster than me and wants to safely pass. I truly do not understand why some people are complete assholes during a…

Amen to Speed. You nailed it. I would add (and no offense to hard working tractor trailer drivers...who are under-appreciated)....but when said tractor trailers begin a passing maneuver on the interstate just as they start up a hill...then cannot complete said maneuver and force us all to the 40 mph range for what…

The no turn signal really bugs me.  It’s just pure laziness, yeah let me drive and suddenly make a turn. 

I consider myself assertive as opposed to aggressive.

I agree, but I’d also add the asshats that won’t use the left lane to pass. I rarely use the left lane (I’m not usually on the road when it’s busy), and there’s places where I’ll be moving along at 5-10 miles over the speed limit (on a freeway) NOT in the left lane, and some asshat will start tailgating me instead of…

I wonder if she’s related to my dad. My dad used Gasoline as a universal degreaser. Parts greasy? Gasoline. Hands greasy? Gasoline. Shirt greasy? Gasoline. Grill dirty? Gasoline.

Am I the only one that had to google what an SF90 looked like?
I think I started losing track of supercars around the time Jeremy Clarkson punched that producer in the face.

That’s a splendid pic.

As the son of a Nashville architect, I suggest a 91 Ford Aerostar. With the seats removed, you can do whatever you want. Hell, leave the middle seat in for the family and you still have enough room in the back for a drafting table. Will it offroad? Depends on how heavy that right foot is. It went places I didn’t think…