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The perfect racing car crosses the finish line first and subsequently falls into its component parts.
I don't even like old cars. I'd rather have a goddam horse. A horse is at least human, for God's sake.
The Aston Martin is a beautiful car. It's a work of art, I love the interior and the style of the car.
People keep asking me if I'll marry again. It's as if after you've had one car crash you want another.
Did I hurt you in the parking lot?" "No, m'lady. I fell, so I could put a tracker on your car." Great.
We take better care of the maintenance of our cars than we take care of the maintenance of our bodies.
When different generations of cars are combined into one train, it messes with the loudspeaker system.
The horse would plough, the ox would drive the car. No; do the work you know, and tarry where you are.
The parlour cars and Pullmans are packed also with scented assassins, salad-eaters who murder on milk.
In 1990 I had a nasty car accident and in 1994 my husband Ron Edgeworth died of motor neurone disease.
Looks like you're on a roll. This is the second car you've toasted this week." Carl Costanza - Hot Six
My husband is pretty particular about his cars. In his opinion, the Mercedes are the best of the best.
And when I'm in my car I'm laid back I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat But that's flat
'Cars' was about Lightning McQueen learning to slow down and to enjoy life. The journey is the reward.
When the Exxon Valdez spilled in 1989, I was angry. I even wrote on the back of my car, Boycott Exxon!
I'm supposed to be this musical genius and everything, but I can't really work the car seat that well.
It is double pleasure to deceive the deceiver. [Fr., Car c'est double plaisir de tromper le trompeur.]
When I was a kid, the only way I saw movies was from the back seat of my family's car at the drive-in.
The modern suburb is the product of the car, the five-day week, and the "bankers' hours" of the masses.
I remember when metal was something you really had to search out, and now I hear it on car commercials.
People are sometimes losing their homes before being convicted of a crime, or their cash or their cars.
I'm not a collector. I don't like the toy cupboard syndrome that causes so many good cars to evaporate.
With the first money I ever made I bought my Mommy and Daddy a car, and helped them fix their house up.
It was amazing to me that, all of a sudden, I was hearing my music on the radio and coming out of cars.
If I'm alone in the car and I fart, I still laugh at it. It's the little things that keep us civilised.
No, no, no. There's no such thing as cheap and cheerful. It's cheap and nasty & expensive and cheerful.
If I leave my phone in the car and go to dinner or something for a few hours, I'm very proud of myself.
I think about cars to try and distract myself. It's a good way to relax, take your mind off everything.
When I was a kid I got busted for throwing a rock through a car window and egging a house on halloween.
The one key line used by a very rich Hudson salesman: Would you like to buy a car now, without waiting?
It became clear when I got in my car that Persians are only really good for two things. Oil and hummus.
I don't like the idea of being surrounded by hidden things; people you can't see in buildings and cars.
I'm a tough person. I wasn't afraid of other kids because I understood that someday they'd wash my car.
I may be able to put a good book tape on in the car on the way home and I will have a smile on my face.
I recommend against a wooden squat rack, for much the same reason that I recommend against a wooden car.
Speed is a part of me. I think I was born with that, and nowadays a fast player, I need a fast car, too.
Cars and cameras are the two things I let myself be materialistic about. I don't care about other stuff.
My car is always black. I really struggle with red cars. I don't want to attract too much cop attention.
I grew up listening to Frank Sinatra, riding in the car with my grandpa, and I was just intrigued by it.
I'm on the verge of a total breakdown. Sciatica. Taxes. Cars. Fleas, possibly. It's an absurd existence.
If McLaren give me a car, that's fine, but I don't tend to buy fancy stuff anyway or super-nice clothes.
He just got in the car, but the batteries dead. So he asks to use the phone and she gives him some head.
Suppose I lay down on the pavement and you run over me a few times with my own car...just for old times.
It seems to me I spent my life in car pools, but you know, that's how I kept track of what was going on.
For me, the '60s in the automotive industry was awesome. The cars are heavy, huge, rolling works of art.
I hate fishing, and I can't imagine why anyone would want to hike when you can get in the car and drive.
Quite honestly, I treat myself with cars I really want to drive, and I have some flexibility to do that.
I'm a sort of nuts-and-bolts guy. I'm into turning wrenches and swinging a hammer and wrenching on cars.
It's amazing to me that we let humans drive cars... It's a bug that cars were invented before computers.
I am spending much more than I'm making on these cars and these vacations, is that too much information?