She’ll tread more carefully next time.

‘Twas Marley a sideshow compared to the Exodus that occurred afterwards.

I see Clarkson, but what happened to Hammond and May in that video?

Anything including a Picasso is only worth what someone is willing to pay. What is that price? That's what these articles attempt to discover in a less scientific way than an art auction.

Really? Never gets old? It got old within a few seconds. As pretty much everyone else here as pointed out, it's a lot of blood pressure for some pretty marginal stuff.

Some people aren’t thrilled by driving, they’re thrilled by possessing a new car. My guess is the converter was one of these. Why would I have an old 911 when I can pretend to have a new one? And thus the madness began.

Guy from Arkansas and a guy from Texas are peeing off a bridge into a river. The guy from Texas says, man the water is cold. So the guy from Arkansas says, yeah and it’s deep too. You know what I mean?

Don't hold back, tell us what you really feel!

Man, I’m losing track of the hierarchy of cars here. It used to be, “Why buy this cheap new car when you can buy this formerly expensive used car?” Which is an interesting idea because you can afford more in the used market, depreciation, etc.

I’ve been a car fan for 50 of my 55 years but I never heard of Magnus Walker until I became a dedicated Porsche fan. I’m not saying he isn’t cool, and I like his videos and cars, but I doubt he’s a celebrity even outside Porsche circles.

You want us to say “you”, right?

Bears on motorcycles.

Too much Nirvana = 1 song, amirite?

Thanks, I didn't know it was available now. I watched the trailer and knew I had to see it.

Well, if I'm ever over there again, let's share a drink and feel better.

I hear you, which is why I included the anecdote (and I know, it’s just an anecdote) from 1998. I too thought, “Well, surely things must have changed,” and I was disabused of that within the first couple of days of my return trip.

I dunno, dude. I lived in the East Midlands for about 3 years in the late 70s and 1980. I’ve never been more hostilely treated anywhere in the world. “Go home, wog,” was probably the least insulting thing I heard on a daily basis. At least twice, random strangers threw bottles at us out of cars.

Old Fortran. Fortran-66 to be specific. You would say IF (A .NE. 10) blah blah, and yes, it had to be upper case because we used punch cards!

That's a huge watch.

Remember .NE.? Unfortunately that's how long I've been programming.