So I had a remarkably vivid dream Friday morning where a group of buds and I stripped down and built a Chevette (U.S. Model) for rally, and took it over to Ireland to race. In the dream it was a crowd favorite because while the local Chevy plant had closed down (yes, I know, non-sensical), there were a lot of former plant workers who were loyal to the brand. There also was a Vauxhall Chevette in the dream. The best part was the power of the engine that could get the rear end to step out at will.
"Talk about drugs. Driving a car like that, going that fast, it’s like all the drugs at once." - Tommy Byrne
"Now, Pinky, if by any chance you are captured during this mission, remember you are Gunther Heindriksen from Appenzell. You moved to Grindelwald to drive the cog train to Murren. Can you repeat that?" - The Brain