What do you do when your throttle cable snaps and your car dies just a short distance from the end of the stage in your rally car race? You climb under the hood and operate it manually while your navigator steers. I don't see what the big deal is; I used to drive to work this way all the time. By myself.
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Bring Your Own Big Wheel, an annual event for wacky funsters to relive the childhood they never left is typically held on San Francisco's winding Lombard Street. This year's event went down Easter Sunday on Potrero Hill, which The Backyard said is probably more treacherous. Not being from the Bay Area, this means absolutely nothing to me. But, hey loogit! Someone dressed as Cartman!
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Whenever Chicago Bears linebacker Lance Briggs wakes up, groggy, confused, wondering where his car is, we hope he turns on CBS-2 in Chicago. There, he will learn exactly where his car is. Sorry: His Lamborghini.
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I'd have warned you about the profanity in there, but this video is too awesome for me to have dissuaded you in any way from watching it. I think my favorite part is when the child, around the 1:40 mark, is desperate for some fatherly affection; some sort of sign that indicates that there's a small part of daddy that still loves his son, and isn't solely filled with murderous bile for Jimmy Johnson.
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The following are the words of Ray Wert, associate editor with our homeboys Jalopnik. He likes Detroit, cars, and the Tigers... maybe even some combination of Eminem, Kid Rock, and Aretha Franklin. He was fortunate enough to be at the Tigers/Yankees game yesterday (though he didn't get to kiss Jim Leyland), and he shares these words and this photo gallery.More »
For those of you who weren't around this weekend, our corporate (and spiritual!) friends at Jalopnik were at the Indianapolis 500 this weekend and did their best to cause all kinds of trouble. (They also informed us that Danica Patrick is "much hotter in person." Noted.)
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Sam Hornish Jr., who pulled out too soon a little earlier in the race, is now free to pop off anytime he would like. He's your Indy 500 Champion, and for some reason, poured a bottle of milk all over himself immediately afterwards. I understand that it's a tradition, but I think it's one that's a little weird. Does next week's winner slather gravy and creamed corn all over himself?
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Our pals at Jalopnik are in the corporate hospitality suite, watching the race, and... instant messenging each other. That's not a sentence I thought I'd ever be typing. Here's a snippet:
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