Do we put it out of its misery?

Well, I have moved from Phoenix to Boise Idaho. I never thought there would be so much horsepower here, and this is my proof. What we have here is a genuine Italian sports-car! We took the hand crafted engine out and replaced it with a direct form the factory Toyota MR2, in fact many of the parts, including the interior, frame, and much more were replaced by MR2 parts. In fact, the only thing that is Ferrari is the name... and that was even done badly. Don't fret, because the back end was replaced by a Mitsubishi 3000GT or an Eclipse, I can't tell, so at least you get something more than an MR2 out of it. Out of all of this, the cream in the twinky is that this car is for sale. That's right, some salesperson at a car dealership in Caldwell has to explain why he is selling an MR2 dressed up as a Ferrari to some poor sap that is willing to throw down $6k on this thing.

High Grade TMH.

So I found out that people as far north as Idaho have too much horsepower. While looking for some parts for my brothers new computer we stopped by the local Best Buy and found this beauty. I was trying to capture her best side as fast as I could before the car sped away. I figured that with such precision that the spoiler was added on that the car must have some AI in like K.I.T.T. did.

Next on the list of TMH we have some sort of inbreed version of the General Lee. I think this one would be called Generally Inbred. The owner was proud to show her/him/it off as he hooked up his trailer... Wait, I never knew the General Lee had a tow hitch! Maybe he could not get a pure bred GL due to still being in college.

What are your thoughts?

Jet set

I was moseying down the I-10 in Tempe heading south when I almost missed this one. 

It screamed by at speeds faster than 5 o'clock traffic. This little bugger had to have a new part unknown to the general public because not only did it scream, like really loud as it went past, 

it had an afterburner, because I was eating its dust! It tasted a lot like burnt tacos and tar. I had to get a few shots off with my cell phone so I pushed down the peddle and after a few hundred yards I was able to catch up to it, snap off a few and get a friendly California hello shot back at me.  I would say this thing was pushing well past legal limits on burn off to horsepower ratio. Al Gore may need to get in on it and do a whole documentary on it.