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“The only thing I never lost is my family and my girlfriend and I hope to never cheat on them.”

“The only thing I never lost is my family and my girlfriend and I hope to never cheat on them.”

I mean 100% torque @ 0RPM.

Maybe I am the minority but I prefer women who don’t like makeup. The excuse that makeup helps build confidence is a lie in every way imaginable.

Look, I know I’m officially old as dirt, but all these women are gorgeous. Have standards of beauty changed so much as to have become completely unrealistic?

Not making this up: Haval is actually Hebrew for “Vanity.”

Lol. Not to shit on my own generation, but that’s peak Millenial planning for the future right there.

College clearly didn’t do its job.

We live in a disposable society where nothing is good long-term anymore, everything is just consume, consume, dump, consume consume, dump.

Is anyone surprised though? I sure as hell am not. This has been happening in Canada for years, it just so happens that someone finally noticed. We’ve got the same people with the same desires to own that shiny new thing every 2 or 3 years, financial security be damned. We live in a disposable society where nothing is

What if your 3 pedals are accelerator, brake, and parking brake?

Then does a chauffeur count as an automatic?

A manual transmission can operate without human intervention. Not effectively, but operably. 

What if I actuate the clutch by hand? And move the gear lever with my left foot? 😜

Even an automatic needs human intervention to get it out of park.

Just think of it as a spectrum. On one end of the spectrum, you have your unsynchronized gearboxes that you absolutely must double clutch or else you’ll grind. On the other end of the spectrum, you have a single speed fixed ratio. Everything else is in the middle somewhere.

Pressing the clutch pedal in with your left foot, while simultaneously moving a gear lever with your right/left hand is the only description of a manual transmission that I will accept.

45 minutes, in and out? Sounds like you would actually have more fun on a single siloed KTM Duke... Unless that commute involves an interstate. 

Or buy a manual Tesla.

Can you imagine getting in an accident and not only being punched by an airbag but also having it project a colony of live ants at your face?