A while back I bought five quarts of Castrol oil. The auto supply store offered a rebate, $5 or so. So I filled out the form, got an envelope, put the form and the receipt in the envelope, stuck a postage stamp on it, put it in the mailbox, and promptly forgot all about it.
Look at this nonsense! This is from the thing you click through to read some article:
What you see above is a little bit of unvarnished flattery, because I need some car-oriented advice, and I’m sure the Oppo crowd is the world’s finest source for that (yet more flattery). To David Tracy’s post
Eight hours until that ^&%$# thing is here in Clearwater. It’s getting close to time to start hitting the whisky.
Note the Metropolitan there!
This morning a thought popped into my head: suppose I had a choice between daily driving a Miata and a Corolla, which would I choose? “What kinda dumb question is that?!” Of course there’s a catch: a Corolla with a manual transmission versus a Miata with an automatic transmission.
Now my car is sweet on the street.
This post is dedicated to the noted automotive innovator J. Torchinsky. In fact, I’m not 100% sure of this but I read on the internet* that one of those two attractive young ladies, I’m not sure which, is actually Jason’s own mother. Of course this was years before he was born.
So I was checking out a Chevy Volt in the parking lot at the grocery store. A Volt can run for 40 or 50 miles on a charge, while a Tesla Model S can go 250 miles or more. However, a Tesla battery pack weighs about 1200 pounds, while a Volt battery pack weighs about 450 pounds.
I was driving home tonight with the sun down and I pulled up behind and to the right of one of those new Priuses and happened to glance over at its mad tall slash of a tail light and suddenly, despite my previous disdain for its crazily overwrought, oversculpted bodywork, I was “uh! hit me before I knew it!” gawking…
I’ve got an ‘04 Miata and the fawncy canvas top is shot; it has torn along the top edge of the window. I know about the tops that are advertised for the NB. But I used to have a ‘93 NA, which had a plastic top with an unzippable plastic rear window.
Ah ha ha ha ha!
Here’s an oddity, a variable-displacement engine from 1917! I wish I knew which auto manufacturer made this fine invention. From Illustrated World, Volume 26, courtesy of Google Books (page 732).
What kind of car is this that I saw in a parking lot the other day? Knowing you guys, I expect this will take about one minute.
No, not that movie, this one. Another Roger Corman masterpiece!
I went to my favorite lunch place today, an Italian deli called Mazzaro's in St. Petersburg, Florida. They have a few old FIAT cars and a couple of Piaggio Apes parked outside for Italian atmosphere. I never noticed until today that their FIAT 600 is actually a Yugoslavian FIAT manufactured by Zastava, best known in…
Nuages, by Django Reinhardt
Also, Kathy Welch in a Morgan (NSFW!) below.
I've seen this list here and there on the internet. I don't even need to research it to know it's rubbish. You guys leave your bullshit detectors at home or what? 84 drunk driving arrests in the last year? Come on.