Once, while waiting in line at the DMV (MVA? I forget which states use which acronym), I was behind someone defending their use of plate covers. I don't know much about the person - I only interacted with them long enough to direct them to another line, mainly to get them away from me - but based on everything they said, they might have been the worst (or at least most annoying) person I ever met.
One of the more disappointing days in my life was when I tried to sit in an R and couldn't get my knees under the wheel. I had wanted one for a very long time.
Went running back to VW and the GLI which works very well for someone whose tall.
My friend bought one. The first time I was in it he wanted to show me how fast it was and how good the shifter was, and he burned the clutch so bad that his garage stunk for a week. I wanted to laugh so badly, but he was so proud of his car, and so worried about the damage he may have caused, that I just acted impressed.
My wife and I went to see Moulin Rouge for our anniversary. We decided we would spend the night after the show at a pretty nice hotel. So we checked in prior to the show. I handed my keys to the valet and she and I checked into our room.
The venue was about three blocks from the hotel so we walked over and back, on the way back I saw my car parked in the side street that ran next to the hotel.
The next morning we checked out, I picked up my keys, walked out the side door of the hotel and opened the door for my wife. "What the fuck is that smell?"
I walked around, and got in the interior smelled awful. Then it dawned on me. The valet didn't know how to drive a stick, and had done his best to fry my clutch.
That was why it was parked so close. He couldn't get it too the garage.
The weird blurring on the licence plate so you can't tell where this was supposedly issued.
They drive a Honda Civic and those people talk nonstop about their Honda Civics. Who has time or energy left over to be racist when your whole identity is Honda Civic?
Nah, my car is 56 years old and still running. Point me to a 56 year old Civic still on the road. I don't hate Civics, but as a Californian, I am annoyed by the owners/drivers of Civics, just as I am BMW, Porsche, Tesla, and Mercedes drivers. And newer Mustang owners are just Civic owners but they have more money.
Civic owners are only different in that they think deleting the cat, deleting the muffler, and adding AutoZone stick-on ricer specials will make their car faster (none of them do). My cars got an engine putting out twice the power of a Civic but I don't need to make it the loudest fart can on the planet. In fact, I have dual mufflers installed, one for each bank, as I have a separated dual exhaust. I don't ever feel the need to race from a stop light, because I don't have anything to prove and I don't care. Go ahead, be stupid and get a speeding/exhibition of speed ticket. I'll be driving past em grinning all day long.
Racing is for the track. Not the street. It is unfortunate that Civic owners seem to ignore this the most, but thems the breaks. In the old days it used to be Chevy and GM guys here in the States, but at some point in the 90s it switched to JDM guys, primarily Civic owners. And don't get me wrong, I miss the 90s/00s West Coast car scene just as much as everyone else. But that doesn't mean that I think people should be racing on the street.
I mean, obviously I am not talking about people outside of the car scene. Grandma and grandpa who own a stock Civic from 1973 arent in the demographic I am talking about. Let's not be intellectually dishonest, I know you know what I am talking about.