What a week. That’s all I can say. LA, Palm Springs, Winslow, Albuquerque, Moab, Vail, Topeka, St. Louis, Powell, and many more! I don’t think I spent a total of two hours in the past 168 where I wasn’t driving or working. Drove 3,250 miles. Worked 31 hours at the day job. Wrote 8,600 words. Threw the football with my son. Played an acoustic version of a Thompson Twins song. This is my life, for better or worse.
Speaking of 8,600 words: Let’s take a look.
There’s something about leasing that turns even otherwise well-educated people into Homer Simpson:
I think Bark does a good job of making the math reasonably clear.
No recap of this week would be complete without mentioning Bark’s star turn as a supercar reviewer for what is arguably the most important car site on the Internet. His drive of the NSX is on the road to 100,000 reads. It’s worth checking out. I think my brother has a great future ahead with Jalopnik. Let’s hope they’re smart enough to pay him the big bucks before Autoblog steps in and sucks out his soul with the same device they used on David Gluckman.
Just kidding, Gluck, love what you do.
I don’t know if my TTAC piece on Volkswagen’s assorted follies will reach 100,000 eyeballs, but it’s well on the way. You can also read about my Monday on the Moab slickrock courtesy of the nice people at Yokohama Tire. I should point out that Yokohama is a sponsor of our AER race team, which means that even if I saw a Yokohama tire become sentient and start slaughtering children I’d probably still rate it 4.5 stars for durability.
Well, not really. But you should be aware that my default attitude towards Yoko is positive, largely because we’ve had such good results with their max-performance summer tires under our RX-7.
I’m hoping that the upcoming week has a bit less drama and adventure to it, honestly. I’m going to sit at home and listen to Izzy Stradlin and maybe build a Lego kit or something.