southernsubie
SouthernSubie
southernsubie

I live in a rural area. I have livestock. I need my full size Ram. 30 minutes north in the burbs there are countless decked out, skyjacked pick ups that are only for show. I think less of those suburbanites and happily wave at the old farmers in my county.

Too bad no moving parts. But this is a nonworking model. Guess you have to stick with jamming a hayubasa engine in the kart.

I rode to the Kawasaki/ Yamaha dealership that I had purchased from less than a year prior. I was ready to trade in the Kawasaki for a FZ-07. The only thing is that I wanted to take it around the block to make sure it wasn’t too tall for my short legs. I was told no... I rode home on my original bike.

In 97 I bought a slightly used 93 Z32. I was 22 and ready to make a nuisance of myself. With upgraded air intake and exhaust I trounced everyone that tried to take me on... Except for the dreaded Supra. There was no limitation to the street challenges. From the recently divorced middle aged man in his new Vette to the

Just bring back the 240sx

My second car was an 83 Reliant and I had the same emotions. It was not fun. It did not look good. And the interior smelled like a shade tree mechanic. But it worked EVERY TIME. Strange how I hated that car but it did right by me while the Subaru Outback that I loved seemed to actually get a thrill from costing me

When you drive for a living put 3000 miles in two weeks all year you do see a lot. As a professional trucker I encounter the douch canoe (sorry ladies) truckers at least once a day but the constant flow of distracted car drivers is the scary part. Listen to the traffic report in the afternoon. You might here of a big