Different size binder clips can help, too. Clip them on table edges, even on other larger wires, and you can route wires through the clip loops. Works well when you need a quick, temporary solution.

So wait. One dude, two children, two women, two doors. Maybe he just has a fetish. I’m betting that basket he’s pulling out contains exactly what the first basket did.

Did he try to game things by going to shop early early mornings or right before closing to get those difficult-to-score spots?

4th gear: Project Trinity? Ha. Leave it to the Germans to go all war-like in their not-so-subliminal messaging.

You are sooo right. Bail. Abandon it. Run away very fast. We all experience the raptures of the deep thinking we’re doing just fine while we’re really drowning in sunk costs. — insisting this #*%!& POS isn’t going to beat me. For me, it was always something British and rusty. And it more than once. And it always did…

What, no excavator training area?

So they can stop paying CAFE fines, or having to buy credits from Elon.

Who needs intuition? What is so wrong with the pull-on/push-off switches, like on my TR-3s or flippers on earlier XKEs?

For all the problems, I still have vivid memories of how spectacular the area could be when the winds had blown out all the crap and you could see the mountains all around. I did a drive-through most of the Inland Empire 3 years ago, mainly to show my wife all the places I lived and how amazing it was to go from…

Ha. Beat me to it. I was going to say pay Elon to shoot me into space in a ’56 TR-3. At least the toad wouldn’t break down in typical British fashion.

No, you can actually search for recalls on vehicles as old as from the 1970s. Here’s a search I did for my neighbor’s ’72 Corvette.
1972 CHEVROLET CORVETTE | NHTSA

I lived in Berdoo from ’68 to ’83. No joke: I was there for three months before I saw the mountains because the smog was so bad. I was driving to school, and the Santa Anas had started buffeting the region. I happened to look up and saw the mountains and the Arrowhead, clear as anything. I was so shook, I slammed on…

That was my first thot! For a car that everybody claims rusted while sitting on the showroom floor, how is this not just a pile of red rust dust after spending a half-century hanging out in the Pacific NW? Hell, even the ones what lived and died in the Mojave Desert rusted.

I remember reading Subliminal Seduction back in the early ’70s, followed by The Clam Plate Orgy — both fascinating reads on image-manipulation in advertising. You need to start looking at ice cubes in advertising for drinks.

From another grey ghost commenter: You are seen. Just saying ...

Everything you said about the Camry — thank you. My parents bought a ’97 Camry, then took it when they went to live in Spain and Germany. My dad even drove it to Kiev and St. Petersburg for his job. They finally replaced it with an ’17 Camry and I got the ’97 with almost 200k on it. I drove it with zero maintenance…

Those ain’t clouds ... it’s smoke from leaking oil. I had both an 850 Spyder and the X-1/9 and each bled so much oil they qualified to proudly display the Friend of OPEC badge.

They had to make them longer back then so the elongated models in all the fashion illustrations could fit in them. With our new century silhouettes, this vehicle would be drawn actual length but twice as wide.

It’s never just about the device. It’s about the brain. Juggling a sloppy In-n-Out burger, putting on eye-liner, or replaying the convo from the fight you had last night with your spouse ... doesn’t matter. They suck up the cognitive focus and what your vehicle is doing gets less attention. 

The only way I can see how this rolling Jenga structure was managed is they lowered everything from a 2-3 story window, like an apartment. I can’t understand how they would be able to monkey up the rising-pile while also carrying large/heavy stuff.