I’m sure I’m totally super late to this party but FUCKING FINALLY. Since it’s news to me and I want to feel like I GOT THE BIG SCOOP, it starts at $26,900, the only option is the performance package which for $2100 adds 25 horsepower, an LSD, 19 inch wheel with P-Zeroes, bigger brakes and a loud valve for the exhaust.
SUPRA BAD RARGH
I dare you to post something whiter than that but for real I’m happy she’s finally heard it.
Is r/justrolledintotheshop. Imagine aircraft with that level of neglect.
Yeah, so one of the player characters in the “basically Heroquest but 40k” Blackstone Fortress game is a Man of Iron. I’m geeking out so hard over that holy fuck.
Since Ford refuses to tell me if my Focus has been recalled or not, I’ve been driving my dad’s 2019 Forester while he’s out of state and I’m kinda ashamed to admit that I really like it. It’s not fun to drive at all but it’s just so perfectly competent at everything that I find myself thinking nothing but good things…
God bless you, Toyota, for still offering Blue Onyx Pearl.
Just keep in mind that Ork machines work solely because they believe they will (thanks, waaagh).
Since apparently my interest in cars means I can afford a Maserati.
The Alfa Romeo Stelvio is the new Lexus RX.
I’m going Skitarii, and until the new Ork Speed Freeks box set comes out, a cult that literally worships machines is the most Oppo way to go.
And look at what I found half an hour from my house.
I WANT TO KNOW IF I CAN GET COPPER TRIM ON ONE WITH A MANUAL TRANSMISSION THIS IS EXTREMELY IMPORTANT THE COPPER TRIM IS THE BEST THING YOU DO WITH YOUR CARS
But across the street from where it was there’s a beige third generation Mercedes SL.
Talk me out of going to check it out.
Say hi to Kamala, everybody!
Especially the early cars, where you’d give Nakai a few days in your garage with a fridge full of Stella and a carton of cigarettes and he’d work non-stop until you wound up with rear fenders that went into the next timezone and maybe a wing on top of a wing on top of a wing. Also Singers are for people who don’t think…
Shitty porg selfies are how real pros do their check-ins.
I am not sure if Neil Breen is a god among weirdos or if Neil Breen the writer/director/actor/real estate agent is the star of a Neil Breen movie that we have been living in our whole lives without knowing it.