if6was9, it is a weakness. I just can’t help myself. I am drawn to rotary engines (and turbos) (and flat sixes) the very same way you are drawn to the pairs of glistening spheres in the hot tub.
Whew- all that dirty talk got me warmed up. Girls, I would like a sandwich.
OMG!!! OMG!!! :eek: You’ve just described nearly every engine I own!! (well, there are cars attached. and my brother has the flat six, but close enough)
Yay!! Mine are lavender right now with white flowers, but I think a change is in order. What do you recommend?
~giggles~ “I’m the book”…I had to think about that for a second. It’s been a long day. Yes, you are the book right now, but we may have to change roles in a while.
How do you feel about late ‘60’s to early 70’s Mopar products?
Do you have issues with excessive wing on ricers?
What if you found out some dark secret from my past, a secret that involves a string of 70’s British convertibles and a (okay, 3) Volkswagen Beetle, and an undying lust for an unrestored Opel GT?
Can you actually love a woman who can double clutch, downshift confidently in a hard banked curve, drive a trigger or slap shifter, and power slide?
Jiminy Cricket!! I have a couple busy days and I come back to find that all the hot, available women (as opposed to the hot, UNavailable wome) have sworn off men! Wyatt! What the hell did you put in the water?
sigh Where’s Robot Arm? I think it’s time to start that monastery.
Psalex, I have this desire for a '70 Hemi 'Cuda. The one, as I understand, was illegal cuz noone would insure it. And the Super Bird, Richard Petty special… ARH arh arh! (Tim Allen grunt, if you eren’t sure…)
And don’t get me started on rice burners! I’m 41, when I was younger, we fixed up cars that had actual V-8s! :eek: And the thing that bugs me MOST about those spoilers… if they could actually get up to 100-120 MPH, those freakin’ wings would put more and more downforce on their BACK tires! :eek: Which neither drive the car or steer it! IF their car would move, those excessive wings are counter-productive!
You can’t polish a turd.
I wouldn’t say sworn off, exactly, more like distracted by all of the glistening assets within easy reach. And I am only painting daisies on Jaade’s toenails. It is perfectly innocent. Right, Jaade?
I’m still around, just got really busy all of a sudden. Even at my best I couldn’t keep up with this kind of flirting without a thesaurus and coffee pumped directly into my bloodstream. And suddenly there’s a monk bandwagon developing. I’ll be lurking if anybody needs me.
Psalex, how do you feel about an inline-six and rear-wheel-drive? I could even rustle up some wire wheels if I have to.