Saw Rocketman this weekend and noticed a 1978-80 Monte Carlo on the street outside the scene of the Troubadour, Elton John’s first US concert. Trouble is, that concert took place in 1970.
Finished my ghetto rotisserie.
Trans Am is still a mess. But progress is being made after it sat all winter while I built a work bench and shelving.
Hellcat swapped Durango. Yes please. (just take off the stickers and light bar)
I never realized how many EXPOSED FASTENERS a Saleen S7 has.
Why has this not been recommended to me before? It takes a bit to get going but HOLY SHIT.
So I can go catch some fucking POKEMON. I have to use 47 more berries (that I don’t have) to catch that many, and THEN catch 108 MORE of the fuckers.
...of COURSE someone crashed a Senna already. Its right there in the name...
Is a Dodge Demon for space travel.
I think he appreciates it.
I love coding lock cylinders.
A far away 996 in a cold windy (and later snowy) parking lot
Inspired by the ‘industrial chic’ products at a booth during the last local craft fair, I decided to build our newly adopted 5 year old Rottie a raised table for his food and water bowls, since he’s a B I G B O I and shouldn’t be leaning over so far to eat. Its not good for them.
Sunk in a DITCH.