• OK I have questions:
    1. Isn't that NACA duct backwards on the hood?
    2. Why on earth would you not do at least a tiny bit of wire tucking if you are going to leave the engine exposed for people to see?
    3. What Porsche had that rear end? I don't mind the front, but dear god the back is terrible.
    4. Custom dash top but still using the Fiero tombstone? At least wrap it in carbon fiber looking plastic.

    Full disclosure I own a Fiero and would rather have my barely running Iron Duke than this thing.

  • This seems to have pulled off two dubious kit car achievements in one build:

    1. Leave people wondering if the front and back half were built from different, unrelated kits.

    2. Produce a kit car that costs more than the car it's pretending to be. (At least for the front half, if we assume it's targeting a Boxster and not a 911.)

  • All it needs is a killer B lift kit, big sky mud flaps & tires, & rally aero high rear wing and presto = safari for instagram urbanites

  • There is one, very similar Pontiac based Ferrari put on exhibition in some mechanic's joint close to my offices in Wroclaw, Poland.

  • Vasquez: All right, we got seven canisters of CN-20. I say we roll them in there and nerve gas the whole fucking nest.
    Hicks: That's worth a try, but we don't know if it's gonna affect them.
    Hudson: Let's just bug out and call it even, OK? What are we even talking about this for?
    Ripley: I say we take off and nuke the entire site from orbit [everybody looks at her] It's the only way to be sure.
    Hudson: Fuckin' A!
    Burke: Ho- ho- Hold on a second. This installation has a substantial dollar value attached to it.
    Ripley: [scoffs] They can bill me.
    Burke: Okay, look. This is an emotional moment for all of us, all right? I know that. But let's not make snap judgments, please. This is clearly an important species we're dealing with here, and I don't think you or I or anybody has the right to arbitrarily exterminate them.
    Ripley: Wrong!
    Vasquez: Yeah, watch us.
    Hudson: Maybe you're not keeping up on current events. We just got our asses kicked, pal!
    Burke: Look, I'm not blind to what's going on, but I cannot authorize that kind of action. I'm sorry.
    Ripley: Well, I believe Corporal Hicks has authority here.
    Burke: Corporal Hicks is…?
    Ripley: This operation is under military jurisdiction, and Hicks is next in chain of command. Am I right, Corporal?
    Hicks: Yeah… yeah, that's right.
    Burke: Yeah… look, Ripley, this is a multi-million dollar installation, OK? He can't make that kind of decision. He's just a grunt! Uh, no offense.
    Hicks: None taken. Ferro, do you copy?
    Ferro: [via radio] Standing by.
    Hicks: Prep for dust-off. We're going to need immediate evac.
    Ferro: Roger. We're on our way.
    Hicks: All right. We take off. Nuke the site from orbit. [glances at Ripley in agreement] It's the only way to be sure.

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