I figure if the crap hits the fan I'll just take what I need by knocking off the local prepper who's spent all his time and money buying "TACTICAL" gear but can't find his ass with both hands and a roadmap.

Well, I don't know...

Send him to Jezebel for sensitivity training...

A good place to photograph a $2.5M car in East Austin?
Umm... I wouldn't be willing to stop unless it was in a wide-open field, with sight-lines of at least a half-mile, covered by armed guards and possibly beneath a hovering gun-ship. Even then I'd slam it to a stop, hop out and take a few snaps then be strapped…

isn't that "Smau-oogh"?

Drive on I40 between Albuquerque, NM and OKC, Ok over night. You'll witness plenty of semi drivers being complete and utter tool-bags while risking lives and property, neither of which are theirs.

Sounds like F1 needs to start recruiting pro cyclists to drive for them. They tend to be lanky but with great cardio and stamina. Heck, why not start looking in the female triathlete arena cause they'll be more balanced, smaller than the guys and have the right attack attitude for it.

Wait a sec: "Border collie with a peace-sign collar and a leash"?

Tell that to the Redtails. They found they could ride high above the 17's and dive down onto enemy 262's and take them out in the air. They killed 3 in air-to-air action (also destroying/damaging 5 more on the ground) in one mission on March24 of '45.

I thought the Pony on Ferrari's crest came from his family coat of arms.

That horse isn't running, though. It's prancing.

"Uh... Yeah. I need to go talk to someone I actually like now."

I don't know, "Crazy"? "Shotgun Wielding" ?

That guy's nuts...

...and I'm pooping..."

I have to dispute #6. The window and aisle seats each get an outside armrest, but whomever is stuck riding bitch gets to claim both armrests. It's only fair.

Wow, that's one of the worst bits of "new user" advice I've seen in a long, long time. Please, before anyone uses any of the info shown above, cross it out and insert this phrase:
Call your local bike shop and ask them what you need.

Two wrongs don't make a right but 3 lefts do.

My wife still guffaws about the time we saw a ratted out Probe GT "tuned" by a young kid. It had a banner at the top of the windshield stating:
"Bad Ass Probe".

I ran across a soldier driving a remarkably well preserved or rebuilt 93 Probe GT just this morning in San Antonio. I was somewhat surprised and kinda happy to see that.