That makes two of us. I see a dick in about everything.
Judging by the badge, early 2000 Vauxhall Omega.
Uh... I think I want this instead.
Was it a Maine Coon? We have one that is 23 lb and perfectly healthy. It’s a bitch to bathe him, especially with rising California water costs.
I test drove a G55 a couple of years ago. I loved it, but it just wasn’t for me. I don’t know what all the fuss is about. Car journalists probably reviewed press cars with busted suspension.
I don’t want to see Michel Wyder going up in flames. This shit isn’t cool.
Charon is the captain.
Back in the early 90’s, I rented a Sentra. When I started the car, the steering wheel went crazy. It looked like this. Something was wrong with the pump.
Drive a pre-1960’s car. You’ll be safe. Why? These cars don’t have seatbelts!
My school offered driver’s ed class. The worst part? It was at 6:30 in the morning. Waking up at 5:00 for school? The horror!
Looks like an inverted dick when it’s... You know.
Looks like an inverted dick when it’s... You know.
Apart from slightly colder temperatures, winter pretty much doesn’t exist here in SoCal. My automotive activity is the same all year long. I’m looking forward to continue restoring my dad’s F100 with my kids though.
Buddypic and Faceparty FTW!