Thank you for your input, Rick Moranis.

A random scrub playing well above his skill level in the end of season garbage time games is an annual Knicks event.

New for 2020: only bikes allowed to race Pikes Peak are those with ape-hangers!

In my neck of the woods (by Carnegie SVRA) there is a faction trying to tear up the park, with the usual gamut of anti-biking arguments- noise, air pollution, water/soil pollution would all be ripped from their talking points if electrification was allowed to progress.

I had an NX1600 with t-tops (and no AC, which was hot death in the California summer). Even the 1.6L version was a fun one.

All the stars.

I did this with my Saab. They also put the oil pressure sending switch connector in a very vulnerable location, which I found out about after the puddle splashing. Nothing incites fear more than a false low oil pressure warning in a high-strung turbo import car.

Stafford wrote that she started to feel dizzy within the last year, then began to experience vertigo in January while working out.

Factory-installed option: Jello-picnic doors.

It depends, but for BMWs there is a list of common failure modes. A stack may mean he ran into each one and dealt with it early, rather than let it grow into something bigger.

Not yet another jellybean crossover?! I submit exhibit A...

The greatest feature of Night Panel is that when the turbo spooled up the boost gauge would light up.

Not going to lie; was expecting a Cygnet.

The problems really started when Mike Brown lit the candle. You have any idea how hard it is to get Bette Midler, Kathy Najimy, and Sarah Jessica Parker to leave a hotel room?

I can see Eli plugging this into a graphing calculator and get confused by the “Low Battery” message. Not because of the answer, but moreso that an NFL player does not know what “battery” means.

“Your mom is talented!"

Long term capital gains tax.  Which is like 15%.  

“I’m going to Hell for that. I guess I’ll just meet them there!”

I met the guy from Road Rash II. Cool guy who is actually really into promoting the motorcycle scene in the Bay Area.

Lucky he was in a car. Here’s a story from back in ‘05 that just sticks with you, to say “don’t fuck with turkey vultures”: