but comes with a filthy homeless vagabond he could fix up though
We feel that pain in America, mate. For many American Jalops, the Australian industry seemed the better, alternate reality version of our own. It was an example of what our cars could have been if we wouldn’t have gotten so fat and lazy and concerned about gas prices. Don’t want to drive an automatic, FWD 4-cylinder?…
Old vans are cool again, and nobody collects more vans than churches. Drive past any older church or other place of worship and you’re bound to see a several-yard long van or bus from decades ago sitting in the parking lot. Jesus and his disciples themselves probably drove around in a big old 15-passenger van, right?
People of Toronto can rest easy tonight knowing this wheelie-popping bicycle badass has finally been identified and politely ordered to appear in court for his hijinks and tomfoolery. But seriously, turns out you can be charged with careless driving on a bicycle.
Hah, interesting. You mentioning back position made me consider mine...I rarely have my back against the back of the seat, except if I were to kick back to watch a video or something.
I’m just guessing, but based on the pics I am probably a few inches taller than the reviewer.
“As a current university student, I know that American history is a required basic course. To assume the Confederacy was founded in the idea of slavery and that the entire civil war revolved solely around that issue means I can determine that you didn’t do very well in the class.”
SOUTH CAROLINA- ...A geographical line has been drawn across the Union, and all the States north of that line have united in the election of a man to the high office of President of the United States, whose opinions and purposes are hostile to slavery. He is to be entrusted with the administration of the common…
I am not some sort of finger-wagging ninny, I’ll say that upfront. But I am a human being, and frankly, sir, when I see you riding your motorcycle without a helmet, it makes me nervous as all hell. Stop it. Right now.
A woman in Georgia has an important message for all of you road-trippers out there trying to get one last long drive in before summer’s end: get your damn feet off the dash.
So, it’s like a tank on stilts, with a big grappling arm, and lots of exposed electronics and hydraulics?
I should do an update! Haven’t done much with it besides ride it around town.
I’d been using a piece of PVC pipe, passed down to me from the truck’s previous owner like a sacred talisman, to hold the rear window up when I loaded the rig with groceries...
Good to see you still have the WR250R, any articles coming out about it?
Learning from past experiences is how we grow as individuals. So, “How?” you may ask, did I end up with yet another Triumph Spitfire? Well, let’s just say that this time around, I wasn’t looking to explore the values of classic British car ownership. This time I was hunting for a profit.
This is truly the problem with HD dealers. Get a real bike! The bar and shield is all they see, nothing else qualifies. Its a very off putting experience. In comparison, I had some service done to my Ducati and was talking to the salesman about my other bikes (none of which are a Ducati). I told him my R6 needed carb…
I was surprised by the trash talked of entry level products.
Nah, I like the devil may care sketchiness of Tracy’s cars.
I’m in the middle of a similar adventure. I started out looking for a Toyota, but stumbled across a 1988 Mitsubishi Mighty Max Sport. 2.6L 4 with a 5 speed. If you believe conflicting information available from various sources, it was rated at somewhere between 1 and 1.5 tons bed capacity when new, and I guarantee…
If its not going to end up looking like this, I’ll pass: