From points antipodal, via Autoblog.
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Do we have a section for stories pertaining to “Semi-Useless Crap That Only Stupid Americans Would Buy?” If we do, here’s another addition for it.
What you see here is a gizmo that allows you keep your French fries stationed close at hand using a cup holder slot. It even has a holder for ketchup.
I can’t begin to tell you how many different ways this makes my skin crawl. First off: drive the car. Second: DRIVE THE CAR. Thirdly: you shouldn’t be eating while driving. Fourth: Ketchup!
Honest to God, ketchup?
What’s wrong with you people?
Look I like fries, and I really like fries with ketchup (it’s kind of the whole point, no?). Eating fries while driving not only takes away from the enjoyment of the fries, it also adds to the lack of control you have over the car. Also, it’s next to impossible to apply the ketchup to the fries, negating a large part of the whole fry experience (see above).
Honest to God, ketchup? How did that get in there? Did the geniuses (and by geniuses I mean knuckle-dragging baboons) that came up with this “must have” accessory do some field testing and say, “You know what would make this PERFECT? If we were to integrate a KETCHUP HOLDER in there too!!”
If they did, if that really was the “thought” process that went into designing this, then I have an even lower opinion of humanity than I did before.
From the fine folks over at Carscoop comes word of another disturbing wave of auto related cuteness from Japan (that should be a whole category unto itself, huh).
What we have here is something inexplicably odd. Japan’s knack for taking anything and making it as small, non-threatening and cartoonishly cute is well known. They also have a knack for applying it to vehicles in astonishing ways, like Dekotora trucks and whatnot. What makes this latest installment so odd that the chosen form of expression is, of all things, mid-1970s vans and Suburbans.
What?!
Yes, I know, space is limited in Japan, but I doubt this is a byproduct of a new found love for rides preferred by Dirk Diggler and Reed Rothchild.
On the plus side, there’s a reassuring lack of shag and 8-tracks in the interior, but on the downside, the exteriors are too close ascetic avenues that were best left unexplored, let alone revived.
There’s more photographic evidence of these, er, cute/revolting things after the jump.
Is this a joke … Nope, guess not.
So we have a Dodge Viper racing a Ferrari 355 on a mountain road. The Viper passes the 355, starts to go around a turn, and the brakes lock up. This tends to be one of those things you don’t want to happen, particularly when you’re traveling at high speeds on a road named “Deadman’s Road.”
The Viper (as you may have expected) flies off the side of the cliff, tumbles a time or two, then lands on it’s wheels, nary injuring it’s driver. Not something you see every day. And no, you can’t go use this as an excuse on your wife for a reason to go buy a Viper. “But Hunny, look how safe it is, it fell 100ft off a cliff and the driver was perfectly fine!”
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