Odds are insane.
And my cats are funny.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Odds are insane.
And my cats are funny.
I'm the soft filling in a thin shelled metal creampuff hurlting around at 50 mph!
Why are you only going 50mph? Go faster! Go faster!
Nobody tell Tep about the
SO MEAN!!!
Why are you only going 50mph? Go faster! Go faster!
HAHAHAHA! ita is an LA Driver!
I want some flash disaster to take us all out.
Thanatos, baby!
Read J.G. Ballard's intro to the French edition of Crash and the whole car/death thing is recast.
There's such a huge disconnect between:
1. Unlikely horrible events to happen;
and,
2. Likely horrible events that happen.
read hundreds of posts and can't think what comments I had.
Why are you only going 50mph? Go faster! Go faster!
Too many stoplights. Remember, I'm living in the middle of an eastcoast city now. I rarely break 50 these days unless I've got to get on the beltway or other freeways. And that maybe happens once a month.
I rarely break 50 these days
I vividly remember driving cross-country with my family when I was 6, and begging my Dad to drive the Impala up to the limit of it speedometer which in 1967 was 160 mph.
And at some stretch of flat, straight highway in Arizona we did 160 mph.
Why are you only going 50mph? Go faster! Go faster!
Two-lane country roads in PA are excellent for this, as long as you're prepared for unexpected curves.
And at some stretch of flat, straight highway in Arizona we did 160 mph.
Ooooh. What's it like to break the sound barrier? Does everything melt into colors like at the end of 2001?