^Never been to a track, obvs!
^Never been to a track, obvs!
Totally. That thing ruins my lap times...
Countless sports cars have done similarly, for a few key reasons —
You aren’t kidding. I built 95% of a Miata track car with only a 10mm, 12, and 14mm socket (mostly on a little 3/8 ratchet!) all of which are now missing, naturally...
Nah, that’s Tesla’s latest autopilot.
Wait, did someone use “cheese” and “engine” in the same sentence?
I think he’s already fixing that: “The rest is up to you.”
Seems that’s where the car culture community is headed now too — Jalopnik, much as we may love it today, appears to be the next GMG site to be destroyed.
LOL! Best seats I’ve ever had were Lakers box seats by way of a client. All the weak beer and crappy food we could drink, and seats safely up where an errant nose-pick wouldn’t result in a lifetime of globally-broadcasted embarrassment. ;)
Amen. Half of staying thin is having no calories from beverages not named beer or wine (just 650c per bottle!).
Er, that would be “Bac’n™”, “Mutt’n™”, and “Toma’to-phlavor™”.
Viking Victuals
Same, Warriors, ~10 years ago. Anxiety off the charts. The idea of an entire arena, a nat’l audience, and my favorite team, glaring at me for f’ing up their game is just...[shivers]
Oh hell yes. As a backpacker, I literally dream of lembas bread every trip. Dropping 5-6 pounds of food, stove, and fuel is the real stuff of fantasy.
Welp, I guess we’re all going back to gas station sushi. Right? Right? Just me?
Sweet. I always dreamed mine was a ‘65 Barracuda. It had 35k miles, was California dry, and sported the three-on-the-tree — The only gearbox that could put an eye out with a quick heel-toe!
Had a mint ‘65 Valiant 2-door for my first car in the late 80's. Absolutely bomb-proof, and we 16-year-olds threw some serious automotive bombs at it. I had to change the water pump too but it took all of an hour to do (and another two hours of “you made a mess in the garage!” from the parental units). That 225…