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Bravo Signore Marchionne. I hope my belief in you isn’t misguided.

Here, in the dismal abyss that is Florida, the brothers would have both been pantsless. And drunk. And one of them would have been wearing swim fins. Ahh, Florida. Open carry coming soon! What could go wrong?...

And may this be the death knell of three letter acronyms and alpha-numerical badging. Please...

Kyree for President of the Hooniverse!

Have you also noticed the astounding marketing efforts by Chevy to promote the SS? Neither has anyone else. Needle in a haystack is not an effective promotional tool.

Because Jalop.

How did you even find this website?

I read ‘Cleopatra’ about 5 times before I figuerd out that that made no sense. And then I actually saw ‘Coleoptera’, which still made no sense. But at least I understood why...

Put a bullet in your own head. You must be fun at parties...

That’s not gone well. J. Clarkson

Still a better haircut than Donald tRump's...

I put diesel in my old Town Car once. At a station that didn’t even sell diesel. Tanker driver dumped gas in a diesel tank, and vice versa. I nearly got rear ended pulling into traffic when my car died.

To be fair, a Ford Flex probably wouldn’t have fared any better...

Yes. War is beautiful. Vote republican so we have a future full of beautiful wars...

I hope it’s as pretty as the second gen Legend. Now if we could just get them off of the alphabet soup nomenclature diet.

I bought an old Gremlin, cut the roof off, painted it 18” black and white checkers, and split the chrome scripts of a Fairmont and a Sportabout to read “Fartabout”. It was fun. More fun than it had any right to be...

So if I get a new GT, I Can expect to replace my windshield every few months. Great...

A Chinese car, obviously...

What’s wrong with a little red hot streaming Cappucino?

No. It’s not worth a half million dollars. Only because I don’t have that much. It’s not the car. It’s that it was Janis’s car. I grew up with a father who adored Janis. So do I. And I am not my father’s son. But....