I’m very excited for the day when our generation is spending six figures on, like, a “third off the line” Honda Prelude SH at auction.

By about 1975, most 69 Camaros looked like that.....

Rest in peace, Dodge Omni. You’ll be a GLH-S in heaven.

Ok, I need a lowrider now. Just so that I can use the hydraulics to shake the snow off in the morning.

That long hood thing has been done. Here is one for sale and ready to go:

Sure, you teach your kids to respect the game and your opponents. But, there is part of me that just loves the fact he absolutely hates not winning. I’d want him in one of my cars.

*later turns out he was actually trying to brag about U.S. Sandwiches

It would have been sweeter if it worked. Honestly, I don’t really believe guys like Smokey did it for the win. I think they just got a kick out of messing with the rule makers.

I think that’s it, I enjoy it. Little jobs that service companies soak you for. Heck even changing a headlight is ridiculous now on some of these new vehicles.

Would I do a timing chain now? No.

Necessity wrenching vs leisure wrenching.

De-escalation has never really been our country’s thing, right back to boxes of tea in the harbor.

The biggest factor? A culture of self-importance vs a culture(s) of interpersonal awareness. There are obviously pros and cons to each, depending on perspective. But when it comes to service, Asia really shines, with Japan leading the pack.

America is the greatest country in the world...at sucking.

Your country doesn’t even use the Metric system. You are Neanderthals.

I’ve done my share of domestic and international flights—both economy and business—on mostly American and Asian airlines. Domestic airlines in the U.S. have absolutely the worst customer service across the board. Continental and Delta are probably the best among the four (plus United and American), but that’s not…

There could be a fundraising effort to buy the property for Jalopnik, and turn it into an auto repair/restoration training resort. Mechanics from around the world could come by and wrench alongside Jalopnik writers.

This could happen. I may have once been a passenger in a farm rat plane with a couple other teenagers who would take turns bracing the co-pilot door open so we could pee out the door (those beers in the grocery bag).