“The box of gloves was toast. Luckily, nothing of real value was lost.”

Except in this case, the company that bought the building is expecting a significant return over the course of the lease. And if McLaren can’t make payments, the property isn’t protected; they’re out on their asses. It may be common, but it’s the business equivalent of going to a pawn shop to raise some cash. They’ll…

Could be because nobody wants to buy a Hyundai...

I was hoping for an 8-track player.

This was almost twenty years ago, but still the most hilarious thing I’ve ever seen on the road: Middle-aged guy rolls up next to me at a red light on a big, orange Harley. And he’s got the whole shiny new kit. The Harley jacket, the Harley helmet, the Harley boots, the Harley gloves... Spends the whole red light just…

Sure, but they don’t take four hours to put out...

Unless there’s a Tesla model with a bench seat, I can’t see how the physics of that could work.

In standard usage, “toyed with” implies contemplation without action. Clearly not the case here. “Toyed over” is non-standard.

I saw one of these pulling a camper through the city once. Driver was not having a good time with right turns.

In terms of styling, I want to say Camaro IROC-Z. But for what best reflects actual life in the ‘80s, it’s got to be the GM A-Body.

Probably not since there were different prices for cash or credit card.

I lived in VT for about ten years and was never considered in-state. Anyone short of sixth generation is considered a flatlander outside of Burlington.

Also, most of the side roads in that area are dead ends. So, in addition to the roads, the tourists are going to be ripping up people’s driveways turning around.

At the time they were built, horses.

The roads they’re talking about absolutely were not made for motor vehicles.

Except worse. Due to all of the customizations, finding an accurate wiring diagram for a particular vehicle must be nearly impossible.

That’s not weird, it’s just meta.

Obviously, she’s not actually washing her car with gasoline.

A parking garage that I used to frequent had a similar exit near a traffic light situation. It has two exit lanes, and the real monsters are the people exiting left from the right lane.

If the salt doesn’t get them, the potholes will.