There is no more heartfelt condolence from a Jalop.
There is no more heartfelt condolence from a Jalop.
With all due respect for the loss here, allow me to give my send off.
There’s a strong intersection between the type of dude who wants a brown turbo diesel manual wagon, and the type of dude who would fly 5000 miles on a whim to see a woman he’s only texted.
I came here to pay respects to that part. I think it really strikes a chord because Jalops love Mustang/vehicular homicide jokes.
That is a quality parody of The Battle Hymn of the Republic at 9:36.
While it’s easy to condemn her, I’m gonna go out on a limb and say most of us have probably ridden in a trunk of a vehicle at some point. I know I have (thanks, mum!).
BS Mech Engineering checking in, have already driven the new GT. Engineering rocks.
As if I needed another reason to consider my Poli Sci degree a complete fucking waste of time.
You will never be the very best with that kind of attitude.
Yup.
That’s it, the momentum has officially shifted; Cars & Coffee will no longer be plagued by Mustang drivers. From here forth, the new overlord of C&C demolition will be the (2017) Subaru BRZ (with manual transmission).
IS THAT A F*****G REAR WING!?
Except now it’ll be all of us as “grown-ups”. The parking lot could actually be pretty sweet. I originally attended it with a ‘95 Z28 Camaro with bitchin T-tops and a broken LSD (one-wheeled burnouts FTW!). Fast forward 15 years, and I’d be going in my track-prepped C7 Vette.
And to think people scoffed at me when I said the Supra was basically a Japanese Mustang.