It's Monday! Fun local car Monday!

Low, flared and deep Diamond racings. Happy Monday folks! [caption id="attachment_105" align="alignleft" width="600" caption="In Kitchener-Waterloo? Who knew?"]In Kitchener-Waterloo?  Who knew?[/caption]

Pictorial History of the 1985 RX7, King of the Undead!

Let's summarize shall we? 1985-rx7-0061 [caption id="attachment_84" align="alignleft" width="600" caption="Pleather death, death to pleather."]Pleather death, death to pleather.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_86" align="alignleft" width="600" caption="The hell?"]The hell?[/caption] [caption id="attachment_87" align="alignleft" width="600" caption="Refreshing sweat for a job well done. Well, a job done anyway."]Refreshing sweat for a job well done. Well, a job done anyway.[/caption] [caption id="attachment_88" align="alignleft" width="600" caption="Everybody stay calm, I\'m a...

Don't buy a fucking house near a fucking race track.

Dunnville Action Clips from Onyx Z32 on Vimeo.
http://www.vimeo.com/3815788 This lady really seems like she isn't dealing with the other problems in her life very well.

Zee Frenssshh, Dey Invade Zee Speed Heros

Good morning sunshine....rain shine. Fuck. I FUCKING HATE COBALTS. Also, I like when my mother buys James and I fish-n-chips at Zellers restaurant. I wanted a "z" burger, she told me to "Go Fish". Harassing the waitress resulted free chocolate. Apparently at Zellers, Crayon coloring is a form of currency for Easter Candy. [caption id="" align="alignnone" width="450" caption="James is "creative" thus earning himself a possible loss of chocolate."]James is creative thus earning himself a possible loss of chocolate.[/caption] [caption id="" align="alignnone" width="450" caption="Mother Howling Helping colour her connect the dots sheep."]Mother Howling...</p>

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Good bye dear Zombie.

A questions arises: Is it a Journey if you end up going no where? Yes it began here. Right here, no photos, no locations, just here. This is also where this journey ends. Whatever your mind is thinking right now, where ever you picture in your head. A lamp on a dark light corner, a person observing to learn, an ideal waiting to bloom. The journey hasn't moved, but along the way of it's lack of movement, along it's path of motionlessness things have occurred in an epic fashion. Today we say...