There aren’t many instances in my daily life where I feel like I lack the knowledge to fully appreciate something. For instance, while I’m a bit irked that I can’t keep the differences between a Pinot Noir and a Syraz mentally on-hand, I at least know what kinds of wine I like. I don’t need to understand why my new…
Not a 917 or a Lambo.
Very stoked that my father-in-law spotted a Matchbox classic car set for my son. It had a GT40! I’ve been hunting for one of those for awhile. Here it is with its Daytona Coupe cousin.
Hey $kaycog thought you might want to get the crowd-funding campaign going, this is on sale in H-Town:
When fishing for $kay its important to vary the colors of the GT40s, they dazzle the $kay, it doesn’t really matter what generation of GT you use, they all seem to work.
So I was watching the old britsh Avengers from the 60s and saw a little $kay bait.
I hear someone likes these?
So you're all ready to go when you buy yours...
The 1966 Ford GT40 is not like most cars. Sure, its got headlights, air conditioning, and a key, but that's not my point.
For the last two weeks I've been in St. Louis, Missouri. It's where most of my family lives or is from, and each time I visit I try to find different things to check out. This time, I was lucky enough to be invited to a Cars and Coffee event in St. Louis. As soon as I heard about it, I knew I was going - I've been…
In honor of the most epic and public fuck you to Ferarri ever, and celebrating my new found love for the Ford GT.
Edit: weekday bump, brah