geistkoenig
Patrick Frawley
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Just for the sake of conversation: Do you like licorice jelly beans? Read more

My shopping list for a car last year was full of the usual bohemian bon-vivant suspects: Miatas, E30s, Alfa Spiders, British roadsters, air-cooled Beetles and early GTIs, maybe a Fox Mustang or a WRX.

If the rest of the car is okay, it’s nothing that’s a deal-killer.

A simple, light, fun convertible. Easy to wash, not going to be too affected by sand. American? American would be nice. Maybe with some California back story. Good surf vibe.

Calvin Klein cotton stretch hip briefs. Ultra-comfy, pleasantly durable, tangible sense of sex appeal, slightly pricey so grab them during the occasional sale.

Calvin Klein cotton stretch hip briefs. Ultra-comfy, pleasantly durable, tangible sense of sex appeal, slightly

This is where I face towards Zuffenhausen and pray not only for this, but also a corresponding Boxster Spyder version. Exact same idea - honking flat-6, 6-speed manual, fixed aero, minimal stuff - with more sunshine and windburn. Might help justify the development costs and God knows another hardcore roadster is never Read more

Quick side note because I used to get this wrong until I looked it up enough times: “Proscribe” is to ban something. “Prescribe” is to recommend. Read more

This I understand. Would have greatly appreciated more ramping time in my less-than-illustrious track history. Read more

Reference note: Pole last year was taken with a 230.76 mph average. Read more

I did this when I was a toddler in Mom’s 912. She stopped at a roadside fruit stand or something and by the time she came back I had somehow pushed down the door locks. Read more

The official vehicle of People Who Live Where Shit Has Fallen Apart is a Toyota Hilux, so that’s gotta be up there. Read more

More like an epic hero to his dissolute offspring three or four generations removed. Still legit. Read more

Yeah, if I was getting one with intent to use it as designed I’d look into options for a discreet chin spoiler. Read more

If the purpose of a Lamborghini supercar is to be a noisy, audacious, dramatic personal style statement, then the Miura still has it all over its Audi-engineered descendents.

I’m sorry, but the only people on Earth who can pull this off are those teenage avant-street-style Japanese tourists you see in Soho every so often.