The semi-sprawling adventures of a culturally hegemonic former flat-lander and anti-idiotarian individualist who fled the toxic Smug emitted by self-satisfied lotus-eating low-land Tesla-driving floppy-hat-wearing lizadroid-Leftbat Coastal Elite Califorganic eco-tofuistas ~ with guns, off-road moto, boulevardier-moto, moto-guns, snorkeling, snorkel-guns, and home-improvement stuff.
The engine of the ’49 Chevy Deluxe coupe was rather tastefully done.
The blue airplane also had quite the engine, set-up with gold plated heads. In an interview Julie remarked that engine-rebuild (I believe she did herself) cost her a marriage.