"I have too much exuberance and joy to be contained within my own being, so I let it overflow into my storytelling and into the minds of my readers. That is the best way I know how to make the world a happier place."

— Manuel Carrillo III


It’s too damn good to be called a "sports car."

Three-thousand miles. nine debaucherous days in may of 2015. it's 2018, and i'm still hung over from this bucket-list experience.

Chevy Tahoe’s "Custom" trim level is value-packed, which means more money for recreational toys that make you feel alive.

Forget Rodeo Drive. The dirty stuff is where this Bentley shines best.

Here’s a case where eight is better than 12.

Can this mid-cycle refresh on a seven-year-old platform keep the big luxury SUV relevant into the next decade?

Fittingly it made a grand entrance into my life. There I was, standing alone at an abandoned desert warehouse taking photos of a BMW 330e while on a street-drive loop at the 2016 MPG Track Days press event, when a colleague of mine sees me, and yanks the handbrake to waltz the 2017 Nissan Sentra SR Turbo into the warehouse parking lot. Grinning from ear to ear, he says, “Dude! You’ve got to drive this next.” 

I obeyed his command, jumped behind the wheel, and erupted with the most controversial set of opinions of my career.

The powersports performer is put through its paces in the Nevada Desert—and doesn’t disappoint, while also proving Polaris' latest monster off-roader has a soft side that is more Jaguar than John Deere.