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My buddy Bacon gets put into a soft crate and stuffed in the passenger footwell for most trips. The crate kind of wedges in there and since it has mesh sides and there’s a vent in the footwell, he stays at a comfortable temperature. I figure it’s about the safest place he can be in an accident as well since his crate

I had a similar experience in China. Some of the trains were absolutely cutting edge, but once you get out of town, things change. Some friends and I took a train on cheap “hard seat” tickets so save some kuai. There was no door. The “facilities” included a hole in the floor. God help you if you don’t bring your own

I live alone, but I think someone’s snuck in and started chopping onions in here.

I love the car, but that space gave me a tic in my left eye. I would have those replaced immediately with simple “9 11R” sills.

When I’ve lived alone, I refrigerated bread since I’d waste half a loaf due to mold, especially when I lived on a boat. You get four days out of it if you’re lucky in a humid environment like that. A quick toast brings it right back to life. If you like it softer, a zap in the microwave does the trick, too.

I grew up in an area of Central Ohio where there were very wealthy families moving into the new suburban developments and less well off families living in the older farm houses. There was always an interesting mix of cars in the parking lot for that reason. Most kids drove the kinds of cars you’d expect mid-late 1990s

That’s so true. We always hear fantastic survival stories and marvel at the human body’s strength in the same week we read about the fragility of life from minor trauma. It’s scarier that it works both ways.

It’s situations like his that scare me the most. He was just out skiing hoping to have a good time and a freak accident happened. I don’t worry about being shot or dying in a plane crash, I worry about tripping over the living room rug and busting my head on the coffee table. Sometimes that’s all it takes to

Sadly, that has to be the case. Here I think we’re looking at a situation of “no news = bad news.”

My mom still has one of those from 2004 as a daily driver. It simply cannot be killed. It’s pushing 200,000 with nothing other than routine maintenance, fixing a busted headlight, and one replacement radiator hose. Hell, even the seats don’t show any wear.

I had a 1996 LT4 and got great mileage. In normal daily driving I was easily averaging 28-29 combined. People who think Corvettes are gas guzzling hogs are just making assumptions.

When it comes time to replace my Focus ST in a couple of years, basically the only things on my radar are a Focus RS, a Corvette, or a 911. They all share one thing in common. I’ll let you guess what it is.

I love the Flex! Give me one in blue with a white roof, please.

There was one around my local consignment shop a few years ago for $27,000. It had about 40,000 on the clock. I was looking to get rid of my daily 1955 Chevy since it was getting a little worn down. They would have taken a straight across trade. I almost, ALMOST did it. Ended up with an S2000 and a heap of left over

I was thinking about this exact thing the other day and tried to figure out how much time I spend at the gas station when I fill up. Five minutes is the number I came up with. I don’t really want to hang out at a charging station for 30 minutes.

I’ve owned my 2014 Focus ST for 19 months and it’s a ton of fun to drive, especially with a tune. I’m somewhere around Stage 1, and it really is the perfect balance between usability and performance for a daily driver in this category. What really wakes up is the torque. Dyno runs on cars with the same mods show about

If the roads have been salted, take your car to one of those spray-it-off-yourself places every so often and give it a good wash on top and underneath.

Your peppermint latte sipping, down coat wearing ass can take five minutes being out of your SUV’s heated seats for a little preventive maintenance against corrosion.

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Shit. I drove across the country with my Chihuahua in a soft crate stuffed under the passenger side dash of my S2000. Out of sight, out of mind? Wrong. When I went off on excursions to The Meteor Crater, The Grand Canyon, ghost towns, I made sure the windows were cracked, that he had been fed, watered, and let out,

I learned this in chemistry class and ever since I’ve always made sure to work on my cars while massively shitfaced. Yeah, that jack stand might not be on there right and I have no idea if I put the hand brake on, but if I accidentally drink some coolant while changing my spark plugs, I’ve got the cure already in my

I was looking for that as well. In the video, you can see the propellers are activated to submerge at 0:30. I’d also be willing to bet ballast tanks would be too cumbersome and complicated for a design this size. The front and rear hydrofoils look like they help to keep it submerged while moving. I’d agree and say