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Godspeed PG, you did a hell of a job here. I’d cry a beg a bit for you to stay, but I know how this goes. If it’s good for you, then leave. I’ll look forward to hearing from you, no matter where.

The issue is that “industrial” agriculture is rather new. My grand mother calls organic food “food”, because when she was a kid that was the only way to grow food.

Even if that was right (which it isn’t), having fewer pasture and less crop would free space for forests and biodiversity. Trees are a natural carbon well, soy for beef isn’t.

It is correct when making the assumption that the added mass of the second passenger doesn’t impact significantly the car’s efficiency, which is a fair assumption.

If you have to make a trip, the plane can be a reasonable option. When you average an aircraft’s fuel consumption per passenger, it’s about 40 mpg / passenger, so it’s comparable to driving alone.

I do not agree with this, at all. Among those 100 companies, the top polluters are petrol extracting companies (according to the link you gave). They extract petrol because we buy it to fuel our planes, ships, trucks and cars, but also because we buy shit made out of plastic. People like to say this to excuse their

You’re welcome! Happy to self-promote help.

The Smart Brabus. Because nothing says performance like a souped up golf cart.

If you can look past the EPS (non-existant steering feedback), lack of LSD (minor inconvenience unless when tracking it) and shitty brakes (which can be upgraded), it’s a great car.

The Clio V6 is wonder itself. I love the fact that’s the interior is the same as my grandpa’s 60hp one. It really says “fuck it, what matters is speed”.

I never commented on Splinter, and yet I came there daily. As a French citizen who never set foot in the US, I didn’t feel like my opinion was relevant, and it covered things that had little impact on my life from an objective standpoint. Nevertheless, this website was a godsend. It was an endless source of

I have two stories from my pre-car owership era. The first one is rather short. It was a sunday morning, 8 AM after a party with a few friends. I was 15km (10 miles I think) away from my grandma’s. As I already had some hitchiking experience, I was confident at least one dude would stop and pick me up. On a sunday. At

First of all, I love your writing and your can-do attitude. I’ve read all of your articles for a few years now, and loved every bit of it, even though I don’t care about Jeeps at all. You’ve even been an inspiration to me and are one of the people who gave me the courage to start my own project car.

3 billion human lives ended on August 29th, 1997. The survivors of the nuclear fire called the war Judgment Day. They lived only to face a new nightmare: the war against the machines.

Sorry to be the boring aerospace dude, but the Rafale has actually been sold to Egypt, Quatar and India. It is also considered by Saudi Arabia, the latter being proper bad guy material in our day and age.

I'd just recommand to be careful with sunscreen. It can stain leather or plastic and it's a bitch and a half to remove.

Any convertible owner knows the phrase for this Kristen. It’s “enjoying your car”.

Congratulations David! I know it’s not easy letting go of a car, but you did the right thing. I can’t wait for you to have enough espace, time and cash to work on that ‘Stang!

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Not understanding helicopters is the only way to feel good about them. I’ve designed helicopter engines for a few years, and let me tell you, right from the most basic theory, a helicopter is a clusterfuck.