So, seriously, I know we’re 10 months in but how often do the rest of you have one of those “Oh right, Donald Fucking Trump is the President of the United States” moments? It happens to me less often now but still, you know, once or twice a week. The guy they used to make fun of in Bloom County, the guy Ali G screwed…

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In the early and mid-1990s, you could walk into your local Mazda dealer and buy any of these sporty coupes. And the RX-7. Things were better in the ‘90s.

I’m imagining you punching a wall after you said that.

I have an irrational desire to buy it and LS/manual swap it just to annoy everyone. Then drift it and smack it into a wall or two.

Of course, there are far better ways to annoy people with $125k.

If somebody said “just kidding, this is some bad fan-fiction from some loser message board” I’d totally believe it

Are we certain it’s not the Deathmobile float from Animal House?

Judging by the colors and number, it’s most likely a replica of some sort that is meant to look like one of Foyt’s Indy roadsters.

Unbelievable. She saw him backing up and still cut him off!

Can’t help but notice that the NASCAR version has windows big enough to se out of...