Hey, no skin off my nose. To be honest, the best way to experience a Lamborghini is from the outside, so thanks, dude.
I saw a group of supercars in stop and go 10mph traffic last Saturday. That was fun car spotting.
Hey, no skin off my nose. To be honest, the best way to experience a Lamborghini is from the outside, so thanks, dude.
I saw a group of supercars in stop and go 10mph traffic last Saturday. That was fun car spotting.
My grandfather had a policy for dealing with first-scratch anxiety. Every time he bought a new vehicle, before he took it off the dealership lot he bashed it with a hammer. Never one anxious moment.
While I was watching the video, a Volkswagen ad popped up with the slogan, “We Make It Easier.” I suppose Lamborghini does it better for other things.
Yes, we do. He was engaging in an illegal street race in a populated area that had not been cleared of bystanders who could become victims of his incompetence. He was a flaming jackass and he deserved to have the crash knock all his teeth out.
Vehicles like that always make me smile.
Man, the money spent on wasted on wrecking that Lambo could have clothed and sheltered a lot of people.
A friend of a former neighbor had purchased a new Ferrari a couple years back (because that’s what you do?) - don’t know the model - and picked up the neighbor to show off his new ride. Guess I need to start selling violins like the Ferrari owner, too.
They were driving back into town after taking it on the highway and had to slow down for some traffic congestion ahead. The guy in the vehicle behind the Ferrari, however, was too busy staring and rear ended them hard. He’d had the Ferrari only for a few days and then it was back off to the factory to repair the collision damage. Not sure what the moral of the story is, but I’ll leave with my maxim - “it’s more fun to drive a slow car fast than a fast car slow.”
Pushing all your horses through cold summer tires and then over-correcting is very noob.
My step-father had a Rolls. It was about 10 years old and not well-maintained by him. I recall riding up a hill in it one day, hearing the sound of metal, looking out the back window and seeing a trail of parts behind us on the road. That was the end of the Silver Shadow.
Looking back, it was a life lesson at a young age.
Karma drives a wrecker.
This Exactly!
You do not KNOW that race was Illegal.
One problem with a Veblen car is that even if you can afford to buy one, you also have to be able to afford to maintain and repair it (not to mention insure it as well). I remember, as a teenager, reading through the classifieds in Car & Driver and seeing all sorts of “affordable” used exotics. The problem being, you’ll put a hell of a lot of money into it, with questionable ROI, just to make it worth driving.
(still wishing Clarkson hadn’t gotten a swelled head)
Accidental truth.
Too bad he didn’t get it painted first.
Don’t we usually refer to these people as “gentlemen” around here
That would be the Rolls Canardly.
Rolls down one hill,
Can’ardly roll up the next.
And for the hole he made in that wall. Plus a criminal citation for dangerous driving.
I was really hoping he’d drop it before getting it on the truck.
LOL. Sure, it was an approved race… on a street with unblocked traffic, parked cars and pedestrians in the way (who almost got hit).
I drove a Lamborghini Gallardo as a valet years ago and damn near crashed it. I made the mistake of flooring it on Mulholland Drive