Can’t wait for the Deadspin article titled “This Amazon driver has it all wrong.”
Can’t wait for the Deadspin article titled “This Amazon driver has it all wrong.”
He just needs to tack on an Anglo-sounding nickname and bam he’s in. It worked for Rafael “Ted” Cruz.
I’d like to swap a Triumph Rocket motorcycle engine into a Saab 96. The 96 originally came with a two-stroke 3-cylinder engine, and when it came time for the later 99 to get an inline 4, it received an engine that was derived from a Triumph design of the time. A poetic best-of-both-worlds convergence.
It’s angry because it looks like a desert rain frog
It has a luxury badge. Of course it’s angry. As are so many cars out there with luxury badges.
Nothing but respect for my Mark X
Have a ZZW11, can confirm. Mine has manual locks and windows and no AC, but it’s still surprisingly usable, though as a fun car only.
Science has better things to do with its time, mostly surrounding the definition of “coupe”.
You know those “gas, grass, or ass” requests aren’t legally binding right?
Tom Gale is the man. IMO he’s the most underrated modern car designer.
That’s not what I wanted to see mere hours out of stepping out of my own Saab which has had the heated seats running all winter.
Nope, it’s an aftermarket abomination in all markets; no XK came from the factory with a leaper since the XK150 in the early 60s.
Reminds me of the time I found my old car back on craigslist but being sold for its parts after a later owner apparently blew a head gasket. Not much of a big deal, you might say, but on a V8 Jaguar XJR just getting to the head is a chore and a half. Still hurt.
Beautiful, really? It looks like an inflated F-Type.
Bonus points if they swap in a non-turbo 2JZ-GE like you actually see in that scene.
That was (is?) pretty universal across Toyotas from at least the 80s onwards for both the trunk and the glovebox.
My 2002 Saab 9-3 hatchback has this feature too. Nice touch.
So is Cookie Monster. What’s up with that picture anyway?
If you haven’t seen it already:
Welsh ranchers object to your incomplete story.