So my 15-year-old kid is watching this 1978 FJ40 on ebay right now. Aside from the fact that he should be paying attention to his Grade 10 math class, I’m having a hard time telling him to stop and leave it alone.
Watch it until the end.
And wow did some people freak the fuck out.
And you know what? It was pretty great.
I am... aggravated? Angry? Annoyed? Pick a word and I’m sure it will fit. I’m also heartbroken for my son.
Actually this isn’t even about the metric system, properly placing the letter U in a word, using an S instead of a wrongly placed Z, or even pronouncing the Z properly - we pronounce it as “blort”.
Two cars. Both a highly visible shade of green. Both in town here, both witnessed within a day or so of each other, within 2 km of each other.
My son was having some blood drawn at the hospital lab yesterday. Next door to the lab is the Central Alberta Cancer Centre. We saw this outside the lab window and had to snap the picture. Note to the driver of the red truck: Perhaps be a little more sensitive when you're taking your mom to the cancer centre...
This is the interior of my current DD. It's a 2008 MDX.
With the announcement of the new GT350 I went and made the comment that the original 1965 GT350 (especially the R model) was bar-none, my favourite car of all time.
Ahh, the weekend. Good weather, cold beer, barbecues, and the price of gas shooting up to $1.27.9/litre overnight here in Alberta. In US $ that works out to (given today's exchange rate) $5.26 US/USgal.
Street typography from Tom Williams on Vimeo.
I've been going to car shows, reading car magazines, following automotive news, and generally have been up on cars since I was a kid. My brother and I have Road and Track stacked in our parent's basement like most people have National Geographic. A few weeks ago Jalopnik we were asked "What car didn't you know…
We've been getting a metric f@cktonne of snow up here in Central Alberta. Seriously we accumulated more snow in November than we normally do from Oct-March. I have drifts in my yard that are 3 feet deep.
You were warned. Enjoy your bird.
Did anybody else post this to oppo today?
Or, you could just have Daddy buy you a supercar for your overseas, private school adventure.
The translation after the crash is apparently