Or just slam on the brakes. He wasn't even going that fast. It may kiss the curb but that's it.

From what I understand, the guy was driving with all the traction and stability aids off and the throttle and gearbox in their most aggressive settings. This car can and will bite your head off if you're an idiot and that's clearly what happened here.

I'm not so "annoyed" as much as it makes me chuckle just how much people have normalized junk food into their daily diet. That's not to say that I never have any myself, but seriously, it seems like processed junk make up the majority of people's diets today; and once you start eating better, it becomes all the more…

That's a pretty gentle shirt tug. I think you're just looking for a reason to talk shit.

As a scientist I think you can also concede that outliers are usually removed from the data set.

I love when people tail gate me. I just drop a gear or 3. If I'm driving too slow for you what makes you think people ahead of me are going any faster. The best is when I'm not in a passing lane. That's when I just use my headlight washers

I don't trust the parking brake to hold the car on a hill. I ALWAYS leave it in gear. My car also requires the clutch be in before starting.

Was it an African or a European swallow?

A few years back, in the middle of a busy day, a gentleman came in with a white Chrysler LeBaron (cue Cake song) convertible with the top down for an oil change. He pulled it in, classic rock blasting on the radio, got out leaving his can of Coke in the cupholder, and had a seat in the waiting room. The oil and filter…

"I heard one about an older lady who bought a Prius. One day it had thrown a CEL and started driving like shit, so she took it to the dealer to be fixed. The mechanics started on it and they found the problem. So, they asked her when the last time she had the oil changed and her response was, 'never, the Prius doesn't…

Yeah, by all rights she (as a fourteen year old) should be invisible behind all that jewelry and yet she's wearing the shit it out of it.

Well, she's fricking gorgeous... so... there's that.

Me = short person w/lanky body envy

...That was me, actually. And thank you! I loved what I did there, but now I'm on to bigger and better things, like trying to end up on Car and Driver's masthead. Slowly working my way up the autojourno career ladder.

That looks to be off by 1.5 PSI.

Some of this, too, was the fact that everyone was polite and civil and engaged us on a respectful level. It would've been sort of shitty to get shitty at them, you know?

Normally with a story like Daniel Blake's I would be lamenting it as an example how people with their anti-gluten fad dieting are making things harder with people with real, genuine food allergy issues.

It's weird, we consider ourselves Midwesterners here in Chicago, but I'll be damned if this whole "Midwestern food sensibility" applies to the city. The idea that a place serving steak defaults to medium (instead of medium rare) is insane to me. Hell, I get my burgers medium rare any time I get the option.

"My partner is sexually attracted to that many people during particularly sexy bus rides."

I think the hair is a trap. Literally. Like, a snare.