Almost any time I’m in a car, I’m driving. No naps for me, unless I want to stop somewhere.

It’s like auto-erotic asphyxiation, but without all the mess.

Is it air conditioned? I don’t want my face to be sweating more than my ass.

Does it also heighten your arousal from sleep?

Something tells me that in the event of an accident you would most likely be strangled, but whatever....

Oh man, I want to punch it so bad. It looks so much fun to punch.

For godsake just wear a head-pillow-sock-thing like a dignified adult.

Literally everyone does this Kristen, and I already read Road & Track

Here you are, complaining about people having the slightest indicator of racism but yet your user name is about the most racist slang term in the last 200 years.....

Interesting how personal lens impacts our perceptions. I read it entirely as poking fun at the long running internet scam meme of the Nigerian Prince’ looking to import funds to the US. I have actually received one of those emails. “I will give you a 10% fee for helping me bring $10.0m into the US...”

Sounds like he has done Craigslist before.

Also, his last paragraph seems to indicate there is literally no room for negotiation. Seems like kind of an ass.

99% of chrome rims are obnoxiously garish.

The 5 “breaks” in the silver ring right on the outermost diameter are fucking awful.

Hot take: The original Supra wheels are ugly and cheap looking.

You might not be able to steal them, but as a commenter I am not beholden to such journalistic standards.

That’s what I do. Not because my wife spends too much time messing with her phone prior to starting the car, but because she can’t drive worth a damn.

This may come as a shock to you, Mr Van Winkle, but “normal” cars these days have all sorts of fancy newfangled jalopagadgets like electrical windows and disc brakes. Only old people like us know what that weird crank handle is for. :)

I’ll take Fancy Kristen over Richard Hammond any day..