Helpful Advice

So, the Hells Angels had a booth at the Cruise on Central yesterday, selling swag. They also had a goodwill ambassador who was kind enough to chat will me for a minute. It was time well spent (on my part, anyway). Not only did she share the love of muscle cars, she took the time […]

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#UberLife

Driving for Uber is a lot like the singles scene: some chicks don’t see you; some will give a great conversation. Always, you go home alone.

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What to drive

1976 Pontiac Firebird Trans Am
The view looks like this, except with infinity more completely disinterested hot college girls

or rather do the crow’s nest in, from the back seat, as Pod eases through a sea of drunk Greek assholes and wenches. Then later, get out among your people and cop some feels.

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Seems Legit

Ferrari f430 Craigslist
Midnight Auto Supply

How is this not a can’t miss opportunity? Apart from criminal conspiracy, insurance fraud, receipt of stolen property…

2005 Ferrari f430 Berlinetta [Ed.: original post on Nashville Craigslist is long gone – like the seller].

I’m assisting in brokering the sale of a near mint condition 2005 Ferrari f430 Berlinetta. The car is not stolen, salvaged, wrecked, or damaged in anyway. It does have a lien on it. This is an excellent parts car for someone who already owns an f430 or for someone who is crafty enough with obtaining titles. There will be NO TITLE with the car, only a bill of sale. Please no tire kickers, serious interest only.
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Summer Daze

drifting away…
The Marquis wasn’t always crashed. By Buicks.  Or curbs at Bilbo’s. It wasn’t always bald, as the vinyl roof got peeled off like it was a meth addict.

Mercury Marquis
Car surfing before it was cool. Nice beer can.

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My Frat Bro Russell

Russell Something-or-other drove a Fiero like this. Drive-By Shootings: The Lesser Lights.

Pontiac Fiero

We would call it “the Chevette of 1980s mid-engined ‘sports’ cars,” except that it involves Russell the stoner.  We nearly got in a fight with him about his previous car, a Pontiac T1000.  We called it a Chevette by any other name: he was adamant that not only was it NOT merely a re-badged POS, it had “completely different wiring” and components.

Uh, no, sorry.  Go hit that bong again, dude.

So, we’ll just say “Oh look” and be glad this one doesn’t have a JC Whitney vinyl bra like Russell’s.

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