The “Good Luck!” reminds me of something my Catholic & Republican ex-girlfriend from Winnetka, Illinois, would say. Blech.

I hate floating roofs.

I’m okay with this as I have an uneasy Russian-roulette like fear that the person in front of me will suddenly recline and crush the top edge of my MacBook screen.

Delusional sacks of shit like Sendler are usually into cryptocurrency.

More than ever, the Model 3 & Model S look like tired, 15-year-old designs. There is no way Tesla can afford to redesign/retool these cars in the near future.

Paid $15/ticket to see this film at the IFC Center in NYC a couple of weeks ago. We were the only ones in the theater. The opening sequence is one of the most captivating automotive scenes ever produced - it had me screaming in awe - but the rest of the movie left me wanting a deeper connection or empathy for the…

Minivan kid leaving the pump in his filler hole is the equivalent of a dude on the sidewalk running into a newspaper box while gawking at a pretty girl.

After the first 5K miles of refilling my 200-series it finally dawned on me that on the occasions that my “Cruising Range” reads in the sub-30-mile range and the Low Fuel warning light turns on, I’m only able to put 19 gallons into the tank, meaning there are actually *5.6 gallons still in the tank* when the light…

T1RACE = “Do you wanna” RACE

I bet only one, *maybe* two of these names are actual contenders. The rest are meaningless placeholders. Like a police lineup.

Like a Hot Wheels special edition of the same Hot Wheels car that came out in 2006! No kid would fall for that.