RIP in Peace to my favorite Rolls. Here’s hoping one day I can make an incredibly stupid financial decision and pick one of these up used.
RIP in Peace to my favorite Rolls. Here’s hoping one day I can make an incredibly stupid financial decision and pick one of these up used.
There’s an Allante that sits outside of a car shop nearby and—despite some scuffs—is one of the better looking Caddies I’ve ever seen. Shame that malaise GM had to ruin it.
TIL I could dodge-roll the whole time (only played D3 on console). Didn’t much matter as my Demon Hunter was flipping and jumping all over the place with her standard moves, but still.
Partly why I mentioned Prairie Bombs. It’s a stout, but it kicks like a goddamn mule.
Three or four beers? Cans or pitchers? No way that guy got that drunk off of just three or four cans or bottles. Unless he was drinking Prairie Bombs, I guess.
Oh wow, that looks chintzy as hell.
Shame, I kinda dig it.
If you read the comments on the YouTube video, it seems like Putin’s troll farm is hard at work.
Better yet, just let me come and take that unsightly CRT TV off of your hands. Free of charge! Heck, I’d even pay you for certain ones.
I may be biased because a love of Camaros was something me and my dad shared back in the day, but I present this teal dream:
For people feeling bad for his family, they 100% believe the same junk. His parents talked about he was a “patriot who stood up for his beliefs.”
It would probably help to read more than just the headline. The fake license plate was the reason for the stop, not why they turned him into Swiss cheese.
Most importantly is that these new powertrains won’t rely on heavy rear earth metals in their construction.
NGL, I flew once with a sleeper booth thingy (not nearly as fancy as this, but I could stretch my entire 6'5" frame out) and have been spoiled by it.
A heads-up on the FC RX-7: unless you’re pocket-sized, look elsewhere. I’m nearly 6-and-a-half feet tall, and I’m used to having trouble fitting in some cars, but even with the seat all the way down and back, my *neck* was pressed against the ceiling. Not even just my head, but my whole damn neck.
Matter of personal opinion. I personally prefer the generation being sold.
It’s because we’re masochists or something. I love my 8. I just wish she loved me back.
Shhhhh, I could sell mine in slightly better shape for $10k at this rate.
Like you couldn’t help yourself on sharing this diatribe on an unrelated article?