Holy cow, Lanipator of Team Four Star streams this on the weekends, and I commented a little while ago that I wanted to show some of his past streams to my dad—who grew up on a farm in the south of Poland during the 50s and 60s—to see how similar some of the things in the game are to real life.

It’s fitting that Kozak means “boot” in Polish, ‘cause that’s what I’d like to give him

I’d feel about DD-ing my 10AE Miata, and thus putting scrapes and dings on it, then. But I already knew I was going to lose money the second I bought it—and I’m having a blast (even though moving house in a few weeks is going to be...interesting).

It’s the James May effect

Huh, didn’t know Don Quixote had become a truck driver

That’s a fair point.

Having had my first car get a puncture on one road trip, and then die completely on a second, I now bring fluids, a tire pump, and a complete set of tools whenever I have to drive long-distance.

I highly recommend it

And now, in addition to wanting a Lancia Delta Integrale Evo II, I want a 22B. Dammit Ken, even my hypothetical budget has limits!

That Lotus—wow, I want to shake the hand of whoever drives it to get it so dirty, that is PRIME car love.

While the pedestrians crossing everywhere does sound chaotic, I do like how in Europe the bikes are predominantly treated as fellow members of the road. I was in Florence last year, and I saw a cyclist heading up a narrow street in front of a bus and a few cars—no one honked, no one gave him the finger, they all just…

Didn’t see any cargo bikes like that when I was there about two months ago—though I did see one with the cargo area behind the seat—but there are a few other cool bikes there

Nice to know if I’m driving my electric Jag and see a river crossing, I can charge right in

Steel may be real, but wood is good.

Slay on

That’s why his exterior shots are so steady

This thing sounds like the world’s largest, gnarliest buzzsaw trying to gargle an entire hive of Satan’s own hornets, and I am in love

If you’re looking for class and reliability, I’ve got the answer: 1972 Mercedes-Benz 280SE 4.5.