Oh fuck off. You get in someone else’s supercar, you hit the gas, the tires aren’t “performing at the level they should be”? If you decide to double the speed limit on a public street in a vehicle that you are not personally 100% certain of, it’s on you, bro.

The car was going between 85 and 93 miles per hour on a 45mph public road, on badly degraded old tires. I don’t see how this is anyone’s fault but the driver. Really wish Porsche hadn’t settled at all.

That’s not the definition of mansplaining as explained to me by so many women I’ve discussed it with. What you define in the first paragraph is just run-of-the-mill condescending behavior. Frankly, I’ve seen as much of that from women in the workplace as from men. I was under the impression that “mansplaining” is when…

Of course there was debris on the road, it’s the fucking tail. There is sand and gravel on the inside and outside of every corner, random branches fall into the road, pieces from some other idiots wreck, and that’s not even mentioning the other idiots who will be driving too fast and lane cutting.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

Where specifically is there a corkscrew shaped track that this couldve been filmed on instead? That was private property and he got permission to film it so what more do you want? All the walls covered in foam?