That pilot has mad skills.

Somewhere at a tiny car factory in Japan..........

Try wearing a Metallica tshirt while black from the concert you went to with friends.

Damn serpintine belt came loose again.

I used to crush this game on my Amstrad desktop PC. A whopping 386SX with 256 colors and a 20 MB HDD running Windows 3.1 playing from two 5.25 inch floppies.

I think people generally don’t care and follow Franco’s (Raul Julia) first rule of Italian driving “what’s behind me is not important”

This is all I can think of after reading this. I hope for his sake that did not happen.

But who is our James Bond?

It didn’t work for Hugo Drax (Moonraker) so I doubt it will work for Trump.

Thanks. I said the same thing when another race died on the track last year and that (not dying comment) was the first reply.

I would say at least he died doing what he loved but that sentiment would be marred by comments like “I bet he loved not dying more”. So I will simply say this. I am sure his loss will be felt by family and friends for many months to come and it is a statement to how well he was received and the wonderful comments…

Oh I would always drive from the passenger seat.

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Considering how many of these I see around here and the fact that’s a former VA State Police cruiser I’m a solid CP on this as there are many, MANY for sale here that are the same year/make/model and color cheaper plus you can find 1st year Hemi Police Chargers for the same price.

Or simply stop calling it AUTOPILOT!! Human nature applies the word auto to mean (I don’t have to) hence the car will do ALL the work for me.

Seconds before this image was captured...... and yes I know (baseball / football) but how many clips are there of a car crashing a baseball game.

It was a humorous analogy not a direct correlation. Just seems “big Brother” is focusing on cars harder than necessary. I am sure our domestic manufacturers have a hand in the “embargo”.

Missed the original post but here is a fun one. Back in 1991 my friend’s dad was an area sales rep for East Coast fuels and he got tickets to a W1nston Cup event at Richmond International so he took us to see a race. We were not aware he had tickets for access to the then named “Winston” suite so we got to sit…

Nothing screams 70's like cracking your still soft and pliable dome off a mildly padded steel dashboard while your dad panic stops from 70 mph. Rides in my dad’s Mercury Marquis are still a bit fuzzy. WILL SOMEONE ANSWER THAT DANG PHONE!!!!!