I should’ve done a second round with the Prius behind the BMW because there is such a thing as the lead vehicle breaking the wind and lowering in the wind resistance for the vehicle behind. There is a term for this and I can’t remember what it is.

That is something of a secret code because not to many people know about the Confederation Helvetica.

You’re right, somebody vandalizing your car for your viewpoint on your bumper sticker is entirely imaginable.

If the thin blue line flags don’t honor and protect the officers who defend the capital building on January 6, then those thin blue line flags are utter hypocrisy.

OK so this is a first, someone complaining about fast Prius drivers? Seems like for the last 20+ years all I’ve heard about is slow Prius drivers.

The whole “I want to be on the plane first” motive leaves me completely confused. I guess it’s just the primal me first mindset. The first person boarding the plane and the last person boarding the plane both arrive at the destination at the same time because they happen to be......... on the same airplane. Duh.

I sincerely hope that the nick name “Xitter” spreads and sticks.

And now we can circle back to the issue of speed limits. If speed limits were set objectively by highway engineering standards, and if they were set to the 85th percentile, I would argue even the 90th, and they were consistent everywhere, then this idea would be a bit more palatable.

Probably it’s gonna crash into the car that’s got the other government mandated gadget that will turn the car off if the car thinks the driver is impaired. I mean the software on the car thinks the driver is drunk, so right in the middle of whatever road, despite any traffic, the car is gonna go dead. This is the…

My experience here in Colorado is that you cannot get your car registered or license renewed without proof of insurance, but apparently there are ways around that. A neighbor lady backed out into me last February two houses down from me and the insurance info she gave the state patrolman who arrived to document the…

I am always hyper vigilant when I’m passing clogged up right lane traffic. And I do cool my Jets just a little bit. It was the same when I was in Germany where lane discipline is far far superior to ours. The deal here though was the right lanes weren’t really jammed up. I’m not hearing much talk about the…

You think those cars are shitty you should’ve seen cheap cars in the 60s. There was a Chevrolet model I remember where the heater was optional. Air-conditioning is very much a luxury item and a big dollar option at that. By 1960s standards, the cheapest shittiest car out there is loaded with premium luxury and safety…

Still have my 1990 Plymouth Laser Turbo. 109K miles. Garaged its whole life. Pampered. It is in dang near showroom conditions still. It is my poor man’s sports car. I love it.

50 mph limit is Glenwood Canyon. It is an under posted limit, traffic usually flows around 60. There are small radius curves that at 100 mph would be absolutely recklessly blind. Perhaps they got nailed on one of the straighter stretches in a brief sprint to 100. Never seen a traffic stop in the canyon, there just is…

Rechts fahren mein freund. There were plenty of times you could have moved over and continued at your pace. Keep right except to pass is the secret to safety and traffic flow on those roads. I hope you at least were aware that passing on the right is illegal?

I noticed that when I take my turbo street car up to those altitudes. The positive feedback loop of more exhaust causing more intake pressure happens at higher RPMs and is laggier due to the inertial demands of higher turbo RPMs. Still preferable to a NA motor in my opinion.

So why not come out a month earlier and drive the road with the tourists a few times to get the physical feel of the road and also watch the many dash cam videos of racing ascents that are on youtube to learn the course.

DRL are a bad , and irrational idea. There is no proof theat they increase safety. I find that their glare masks other visual features like bikes and pedesrians up ahead.

In the 60's my parents had two cars. Each had its gear sequence. I go in the car one day with Dad, he put in gear, looked over his shoulder to back out, and promptly took out the wall between the carport and the patio.

A black colleague of mine had a Confederate flag on his car because he loved the reactions from the people who were giving him thumbs up and other signs of approval until they made eye contact with his face.