warcabbot
Warcabbit
warcabbot

Well, mom had a 300ZX, one of the Datsun-Nissan dual plated ones.

As someone who’s worked with Mr. Penske, what everyone’s saying about ‘No, it’s Roger, no we’re fine.’ is one hundred percent correct. Man works hard and is one hundred percent ethical and two hundred percent loves cars and racing.

I’m kinda wondering what would happen if you took a 22" over a curb a few times at a F1 race.

WRX/STi: Jolly Rancher. Delivers sticky highs of energy, often seen in bright colors, but kind of chemical.

If it were the original paint, maybe. But damn they’re fun to drive.

Now playing

I.. mean, it’s okay. If you want something suicidal, why not add some Thermolene? I mean, you want a kart that does 7.5 secs in the quarter mile, right?

It’s coming.

Oh god exactly. Five million junkyards later... 

I love her, but she’s twice the price she should be. Glad she runs but too many missing bits. 

Well, a 4WD Stang is a Falcon... but an electric one? What’s the word?

Eight years old and still drivable, but able to charge at home (not renters) on what are currently largely luxury vehicles of over 50k.

Man, I miss announcers who were willing to sound like complete idiots on television. Here’s to you, Scooter. May your trip over the bridge have always been a happy one. 

Saw one on the road day before yesterday. Blew my mind. Gorgeous shape, too. 

A perfect car for a high school or college driver. Enough oomph to say driving can be fun, not too expensive for the parents. Great for a commute beater too (provided A: 4WD is not essential for winter and B: you accept or prefer a manual for the commute.)

Also they’re easier to get in and out of in tight spots. 

For two grand, if it runs, it’s NP. For three grand, not so much - this is going to require more TLC than a beater is worth. 

(chanting) “All-Trac! All-Trac! All-Trac!”

But... where are the Y-Wings? 

Best week of his life when he learned how to stream video and watch the Yankees with the _right_ announcer. Means a lot to a kid from the Bronx. 

Grandpa’s 98 and he’s emailin. And also ex-Army Air Corps.