thegreasedscotsman
TheGreasedScotsman
thegreasedscotsman

My first car ever was a ‘79 X1/9 bought for $400 in 1989.

You shoulda seen his brother that was playing with lawn darts.

How did that kid lose his eye? BB Gun no doubt. Oh and NP - even if the whole thing seems like madness because Fiat.

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Definitely thought you were going to go elsewhere with that.

Wow.. It is Mickey Rourke in car form. It had a young promising career at one point, got banged around a few times, some awful plastic surgery, and is now trying to piece things together for one last go-round.

Everyone pack up and go ohm, we have a winner.

That truck abides.

Don’t forget about the Dodge Daffy.

Ok, ya buncha jalopy cheapskates. Will nothing make you happy? Is nothing good enough for your refined palate?

To be fair to the guy, my Vectra (basically the same car) handled like it was missing a front wheel with all four in place.

For less than $3000 you can get a really nice prostitute that will also wreck your marriage and give you the same burning and itchy sensation for days. The upside is she won’t be sitting in your driveway mocking you for months afterwards.

I’d actually like to see that happen, and I’d like people to be honest. The reason I say that is between my wife and myself, we owned 6 (model years 1995 to 2008) and never had any major issues other than one on my A4 which was covered under warranty and never surfaced again. My brother had a Jetta for 200K, I have a

Punctuation saves lives!

No bitch basket handle, but still a nice price.

7- Spent remaining money on cases of male syrup

Cuz of those Federally mandated bumpers - easy to remedy:

John Merrick, not Joseph. The poor guy had enough problems. He should at least be remembered by his correct name.

I could own a running, driving Ferrari. Maybe not the Ferrari I would choose, but that first sentence makes me happy enough that this is an easy nice price.

“That’s why, when I saw this silver over black Quattrovalvole sitting at the curb with a for sale sign in the window, my baser instincts took over, unconsciously pulling my car to a stop so I could leap out and take a closer look.”

Could there be a better indicator of why Rob is a real Jalop. And why I feel so at home

Yeah but with this you get a Ferrari.