There is NOTHING like that feeling of having your first car back. I just found a mint-ish 84 Honda CRX identical to the one I had when I was 16. I brought it home a couple weeks ago. I only cried about 80% as much as the old guy in the video when I first left the dealer in it. Still gets to me every time I look at it…

I’m just biased against “the city”. I hate it. I hate the traffic. I hate the noise. I hate the smell. I just generally hate the whole package. Everyone is in suck a rush to go anywhere.

I swapped the seats from my wife’s 09 Jetta TDI into my 04 Golf TDI. I’m taking the steering wheel, the wheels (we’ll send it back with some clapped out steelies), the rear wiper arm, and virtually anything else I can use in my 04. Here’s a picture of my Golf with the rear seats and 1 of the front seats in:

#AllTiresMatter

In Mother Russia, Aircraft Carrier lands on YOU!

I’m gonna pretend I didn’t read that.

“It’s about damn time!”    *said in deep voice*

Down in Weslaco TX during Thanksgiving dinner circa 1998, a repo man came and took my aunt’s Grand Marques for also missing a low-ass payment and only owed a like under $2k. My family couldn’t put enough together and they took her only vehicle. Worst thanksgiving ever.

I would sooooo get the Wolf.

Right?! Make an article like this and not one mention of LaLD?

Why were we not consulted???!!?!?!

You could also come talk to us handy-dandy nutjobs over on Live And Let Diecast for helpful tips and advice.

Charities have great intentions, but the “last mile” of distribution needs to be controlled. Too often they assume that if they drop a box of goods into a village, the happy cooperative villagers will beautifully share it among themselves. Of course what happens is the bigshots grab everything and keep it or sell it.…

That explains some of the empty booths at SEMA.

In all kinds of ways: