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When I was about 7, we were living in France. My dad had brought over his cj5. We were getting gas, and he had parked in line with the pumps instead of next to them, for some reason. Probably something to do with the rear fill port. He wanted to see how full the tank was, so he asked me to turn the ignition one click

I happened to meet these guys last week; they were taking pictures of the bikes in a park here in Cleveland. I haven’t been to their shop yet, but, they told us when we stopped to chat that they are already selling them, as specced in this article. I will say the pictures here look MUCH worse (for some reason) than

I spent two weeks with a fully loaded 5008, the bigger (longer?) version of the 3008; it was great! I love that there’s a bunch of french cars with three actual seats across the back (middle, in this case) row. Very handy with two kids and visitors. The tech was plentiful and well integrated, the ride was really

I rented a 2015 BMW X5 in west palm beach with my kids. 10 minutes into the drive, I finally tune in to their chatter and ask them who they’re talking to. They say “our friends back here!” I look back and then do a double take because the back seat is COVERED IN SPIDERS. Dozens and dozens and dozens of tiny little

My dad had an ‘80 in that weird metallic green/gold. After he died, she sold it for peanuts without telling anyone. Most of the switches didn’t work, and the dash lights only came on when you hit a bump or smacked the dimmer switch. Loved that car.