Weekly Roundup: Back In The High Life Again Edition

Last weekend, I pushed myself just a bit too hard at Camp Woodward. Until Friday morning, I couldn't put any kind of stress on my back without having the strong urge to vomit. The problem for me is that getting on a BMX bike immediately puts me back into a mindset where I don't worry about how much something hurts, which is great when you're a 15-year-old training for a race but absolutely murderous for somebody triple that age who has to go to work on Monday.

Yesterday I managed to bunnyhop 18 inches on my new Haro FST. Then I promptly shucked the bike out from under me on the next hop, landing on my back at no more than ten miles per hour but it still hurt. Today, John and I went to a kind of low-budget local skatepark where he actually got both wheels off the ground on a halfpipe. (Not above the coping; he just turned the bike a bit below the coping.) I'm so stoked for him. And yeah, I rode a bit too. It was easier than last weekend. There are only two things I can do in this world: remember the lyrics of the Seventies and overcome pain.

Speaking of pain, let's see what we cranked out while I was curled up into a little keyboard-clutching ball last week.

Brother Bark had a chance to yet again discuss the once-great G8. That's all we got from him this week... I believe it was because he had some travel snags.

For R&T, I waxed semi-poetic over The Final Facelift before singling the Nissan 370Z out as classic car that you can buy brand new!

Over at TTAC, I told the strange story of a shattered back window, considered Ford's better idea regarding new-vehicle introductions and made a Public Enemy reference for Friday's Question Of The Day.

Stay tuned this week, as I ask the questions that really matter: What's next for the industry? What will the Trump presidency mean to the auto game? How many aspirin can you take at one time?