In reply to stanger_mussle (Supported by GRM undergarments) :
My favourite when I was in Germany was the Opel Adam, possibly the Scirocco. I'd see one and get all excited, then see a Skoda and get mad.
In reply to stanger_mussle (Supported by GRM undergarments) :
My favourite when I was in Germany was the Opel Adam, possibly the Scirocco. I'd see one and get all excited, then see a Skoda and get mad.
In reply to Peabody :
I've seen about 37 different MPVs from Vauxhall, Citroen and Skoda. They are everywhere here. Such a ton of room in a smallish footprint. And with a manual with a turbodiesel.
I'm geeking out at the plain everyday stuff.
Edit: I guess the black car above is a Skoda? I'm not familiar with European marques as I'm just an uncultured American.
We used to get Skodas here, and I loved them. In the early 90's VW bought the company, shut down production, stopped shipping parts to Canada, and in a very short time they were gone. I'm still mad at VW for that.
In reply to dculberson :
Another dumb teenager story from me, I ran down an innocent mailbox in my then girlfriend, now wife's neighborhood while trying to drift my Volvo in snow . Never told anyone, still feel bad 6 years on.
I've been cleaning out my basement in preparation for some minor renovation work.
I've been throwing out a bunch of stuff that I could easily sell here, because I just don't feel like dealing with it.
I'm waiting for a call back from multiple jobs right now and between the anxiousness of the anticipated calls and the E36 M3ty business trip I was "volun-told" to go on last week went I have less than zero motivation to do any actual work this week.
Just wanted to give a shout out to my anonymous grudge holder who still randomly downvotes even my most innocuous posts, like pictures.
Appreciate ya, bud.
In reply to Duke :
Maybe it's the avatar. Some people get twisted up about that kind of thing. Or maybe someone just wants to feel like they matter.
My confession: work is getting all rah-rah cheerleader about leadership and growth and career development. After the last five years of grinding through the last five years, it's too much. I just want to turn a crank until quitting time and then go home.
DarkMonohue said:In reply to Duke :
Maybe it's the avatar. Some people get twisted up about that kind of thing.
If I recall correctly, it predates the avatar, but you could be right.
Stampie said:I just downvoted Duke because well I figured it was appropriate.
Confession: I downvote memes with atrocious grammar. Sorry.
I will get some that I'd want to post except for bad grammar, so I hold back. Can't be a hypocrite.
April, 2025 GRM issue arrived this week - dang, now I want a 1979 Ford Mustang Indy 500 Pace Car edition.......
Minor confessions:
I could absolutely live without Led Zeppelin, Bob Dylan, and the expression "(x number of) Steves" as a unit of currency.
Woody (Forum Supportum) said:Minor confessions:
I could absolutely live without The Beatles, Kansas, Bad Company and the expression "(x number of) Steves" as a unit of currency.
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Datsun240ZGuy said:Woody (Forum Supportum) said:Minor confessions:
I could absolutely live without The Beatles, Kansas, Bad Company and the expression "(x number of) Steves" as a unit of currency.
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I'm going to leave the Beatles out of this because of Here Comes the Sun and a few others, but I'll welcome Kansas and Bad Company to the list.
Especially Kansas.
Datsun240ZGuy said:If I hear Dust in the Wind one more time......
Carry on, my wayward brotherberkleyer.
NermalSnert (Forum Supporter) said:I've been having for sale thoughts about the Spitfire.
Build thread?
Datsun240ZGuy said:Woody (Forum Supportum) said:Minor confessions:
I could absolutely live without The Beatles, Kansas, Bad Company and the expression "(x number of) Steves" as a unit of currency.
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Substitute Aerosmith (or AC/DC, or any number of others that always sound like they are straining and kicking and generally trying way too hard) for Bad Company, and you got yourself a deal.
Minor confession: Bad Company is alright with me. It reminds me of a time when FM stations were local, and they played more than just whatever was on the Greatest Hits compilations. It was a time when bands could be a little bit raunchy without getting outright crass. More importantly, it was the last point in time where I actually looked forward to being an adult.
Also, it brings out my inner John Redcorn.
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