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