Somewhere out there, there is a Cimarron collector making this guy look sane.

I’m on a log trip right now; I usually take one right after my coffee.

The profile of this car is...

Bazingeich.

One with a sunroof.

20-25 percent of NFL players are able to come back

V6 AND manual. Dang.

We know the artist

“Never lift in the corners. Never lift in the gym.”

I just wired all my cash to a secure escrow account for four Veyrons and feel like a total fool.

Well hot damn, the drag and drop worked. I thought I had tried that.

You’re 6’3” and fit? I’m 6’6” and typing this from the one on display at the 2017 LA car show. Still can’t get out, let alone push the pedals. 

Usually fuck it why not enters at $2,ooo and under. But for this car I will make an exception. An engine swap, some body and suspension work and you’re cruising in a beautiful machine that wasn’t drifted to hell and back. 

Oh, alright.

She’s a guy, so...

She sounds hideous

According to the pictures in the ad, they were asking 10 grand for it. Now the price is half of that? Sheeeeeeeeeeit. 

Fuck Ray Lewis forever.

Has anyone cross-checked his DNA against David Tracy’s? I wonder if they’re twins separated at birth (though the lack of soul-crushing rust makes me think distant cousin is perhaps a likelier scenario).

Who the hells serves a tossed salad at a tailgate party?