What the world needs now is dorks, more dorks.

My mom called me a dork before I even knew what the term meant. At a formative age, I turned to that big red book on the top shelf and was even more confused: a whale’s WHAT?! But in her nurturing mind, it was a term of endearment, a way for her to show me that by being a dork, I was superior in intellect from those around me—or at least this is what I’m telling myself now.
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You be careful out there, you hear?

Bad news from Donington Historic Festival in England arrived just as gates were opening on the summer racing season—a timely reminder of the dangers inherent in any form of motorsport. Christian Devereux, of Chiswick, West London, was killed Sunday when his 1965 Mini Cooper S collided with a Ford Mustang, in a vintage race for pre-1966 touring cars at Donington Park.
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Z4 Facelift Keeps The Good Stuff

Munich: The Z4 may have been an amuse-bouche to the main-dish April presentation of the M6 Gran Coupé in Munich—oh my lord God yes, the M6 Gran Coupé!—but what a pleasant mouthful it is. Presented as a sort of a facelift variant—hey, didn’t you need a facelift at the age of four?—the Z4 has a few cosmetic changes, the most obvious of which is a two-tone treatment of the top.
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Living Well In Honor Of Those Departed

Thirty-one years ago: April 23, 1982, Chicago. My best friend was born. He was not a car guy. I was the car guy. He was the guy: Brilliant. Radical. Amiable. Daring. He was my best friend, and he passed away recently. No—it’s been too long to call it recently.
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A Sense Of Belonging, BMW CCA Style

I’m a 28-year-old female. Before you start passing judgment upon what I might be like, or who I might be, give me a chance; actually, give everybody out there like me a chance. There is an extremely high possibility that you might be surprised by what you find.
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