SMART. Those will never need new tires, ever.

how can you claim to be thrifty and buy a hundred grand car?(okay.. bout 70 if its just a 75)... i mean... thats a lifetime of $500 disposable beaters right there

He claims to be “thrifty”, but would prefer to sell his car for probably a loss of several thousand dollars instead of buying $800 worth of tires.

Deep down, they found out at some point that it’s going to cost $2,000 to replace rubber-band tires on a 22" rim, and they can barely afford the payments as it is...

I see that all the time here in California, and I can kind of understand it. There’s no snow, and very little rain for long stretches of time, so you might not realize your tires are shot.

In this guy’s defense, the “mechanics” down at Jiffy Lube used to tell him that he needed new tires and nownthat his car doesn’t have an engine, there’s no one he trusts that can inform him.

This isn’t that uncommon. I’ve seen high-end luxury cars all the time with badly worn and unsafe tires. I’ve even told complete strangers “Hey, you may want to get some new tires on that” and they look at me baffled.

AMC Matador. Similar to the model that eluded James Bond in “The Man With The Golden Gun”...sans wings, of course...

I bet you’d try to tell me my 6500 bottle of urine aren’t art.

Maybe I should put up a plaque by the mailbox that reads “Untitled Entropy Study #13 (mixed media/found objects, 1995-)” so next time the neighbor complains about the beaters and projects in the driveway, I can just say it’s my 1% for public art.

Emphasis on “wanted to be” an artist.

The cat jumping out of the engine bay of the Falcon was the highlight.

Yeah, sure... “art installation”.... whatever makes you happy.

Lol, it doesn’t have a brain; it’s not suffering, but it is probably posting comments on kinja.

Actually I absolutely do! I think you forgot what website you’re commenting on. We are this weird cult called “gearheads” and we actually like cars. Especially weird, broken ones.

In their eyes of John, Carol, and Margaret; God wills it.

I’m ecstatic for Williams, but I’m concerned for what the unholy trinity have planned next.

Now that they lost the battle, and it’s on the news their property values will skyrocket from all the people wanting an awesome neighbor with a cool garage so the smart thing would be for them to sell and move.

Baguettes, cigarette smoke and a smug sense of Gallic superiority.

cigarette smoke

uranium-235 or plutonium-239.