#car guru

[cargurudiy]

Brighten Up Your Ride: A Guide to Replacing Reverse Light Bulbs on Your Hyundai Tucson

Brighten Up Your Ride: A Guide to Replacing Reverse Light Bulbs on Your Hyundai Tucson Greetings, fellow automotive enthusiasts! Today, we embark on an illuminating journey as we delve into the process of replacing the reverse light bulb on your trusty Hyundai Tucson. Whether you’re a seasoned DIY aficionado or a newcomer to the world of car maintenance, fear not, for we shall navigate this task…

[mothsaresc4ry]

POV: Enid got hit by a car

Random stranger: OH MY GOD! ARE YOU OKAY?!

Enid: I... I.. I need.. my phone..

The random stranger quickly picked up her phone and gave it to her

Enid in the Nevermore Groupchat: LMAOOOO YALL GUESS WHATTTT

[cosmo-logist]

I FUCKING HATE MY LIFE I'M GONNA KILL MY WIFE.

[aptecnicalguru]

BREZZA का घमंड तोड़ देगी 5th July launch Smart SUV Car | upcoming Suv C...

[temper-temper]

Has Guru begun to familiarize you with TF2 insanity if you're not already?

In all fairness I love to watch him play TF2 and I’ve wanted to play it myself for awhile but never got around to it. I also like to watch him play Minecraft and World Of Warships

[theonlyflamingpansexual]

I can't tell y'all how happy I am I've seen this post. My momma and I have been wanting a truck lately, but have felt we couldn't because they're too large. Are there any car gurus that can give a quick lesson on how to find trucks that are smaller in size and are more realistic for smaller spaces

Saw this Trucks Discourse on facebook and I'm not part of that world but yeah that one on the left is delightful and I really had no idea just how wasteful and pointless the other kind is until this comparison

[trapangeles]

HussleboyFettii and MYLZ Guru (Xavii) Turn Up the Heat with "Pop Shit" - A High-Energy Visual Masterpiece

The Los Angeles rap scene just got a serious jolt of energy with HussleboyFettii's latest music video, Pop Shit, featuring MYLZ Guru (Xavii). Shot by one of the hottest directors in the game, this video brings a raw, adrenaline-filled visual experience that perfectly complements the fire behind the track. Known for bringing a fresh perspective to the West Coast sound, HussleboyFettii’s Pop Shit stands out with its captivating visuals and unapologetic energy.

A Visual Explosion in the Junkyard and the Streets

The video starts with a mesmerizing drone shot, giving viewers a bird's eye view over a junkyard, setting the gritty tone for what’s to come. From there, we dive into the heart of the track as HussleboyFettii and MYLZ Guru take center stage, performing among wrecked cars, with a crew of beautiful models turning up the vibe. As they deliver hard-hitting verses, the energy stays relentless, especially in a street performance scene at night, where one of the artists wields a flamethrower, lighting up the darkness while spitting bars.

Just when you think the video can't get any more intense, a drift car enters the scene, doing donuts as one of the artists leans out of the passenger window, commanding the streets with his powerful performance. It's chaos and precision wrapped into one, mirroring the charged atmosphere of the track itself.

Lyrical Depth with an Edge

HussleboyFettii’s lyrical prowess shines through with lines like, "Fetti, I don’t think these niggas really know what time it is, they just tryna push a button and see how bad the violence is." He’s not just talking the talk; he’s delivering a statement about the realness of life, staying relevant, and how people are quick to push boundaries to see just how far things can go. MYLZ Guru comes in strong, with his hook, "I Pop Shit, they talking about the boy, ‘cause I’m the trending topic," delivering a slick, catchy refrain that amplifies the track’s hype.

HussleboyFettii: A New West Coast Innovator

Hailing from Los Angeles, HussleboyFettii is on a mission to revolutionize the city's rap scene. With a dynamic sound that draws inspiration from his Jamaican heritage, he blends that cultural richness with the iconic West Coast vibe, creating something truly unique. This fusion gives Pop Shit an edge that separates it from typical L.A. tracks.

HussleboyFettii's ambition is clear—he’s not just here to entertain; he's challenging the status quo and pushing the boundaries of what West Coast rap can be. From his gritty delivery to his creative vision, Pop Shit reflects his determination to make an indelible mark on the industry.

The Impact of Pop Shit

The single is already making waves, not only because of its energetic production but also due to the bold visuals that accompany it. Directed by OffAir, the video expertly captures the raw energy that HussleboyFettii and MYLZ Guru (Xavii) bring to the track. Each scene—whether it’s the junkyard performance, the flamethrower stunt, or the drift car moment—adds layers of intensity to the music, making it a must-watch for fans of West Coast rap.

Currently, Pop Shit is in rotation on TrapLAxRadio and is a featured track on our L.A. Rap Radar Spotify Playlist. With its growing popularity, this track is quickly becoming a fan favorite, showing that HussleboyFettii and MYLZ Guru are here to stay and make noise in the industry.

Conclusion: HussleboyFettii and MYLZ Guru Bring the Heat

With Pop Shit, HussleboyFettii and MYLZ Guru (Xavii) prove they’re more than just rappers—they're creators of an experience. The visual journey, paired with their electric performances and sharp lyrics, makes this release an instant standout. Whether you’re watching the video or bumping the track on TrapLAxRadio, one thing’s clear: HussleboyFettii and MYLZ Guru are trending, and they’re not slowing down anytime soon.

Catch the Pop Shit video now, stream the single on TrapLAxRadio, and add it to your playlist on L.A. Rap Radar to keep the vibe going!

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[wdg-blog]

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[onlinesikhstore]

Sikh Gurbani Car Mirror HANGER Chardi Kala Satnam Onkar Punjabi Wood Pendant GG9

Sikh Gurbani Car Mirror HANGER Chardi Kala Satnam Onkar Punjabi Wood Pendant Gift - Brilliant Finish

Double sided pendant

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[ms-spkhd]

Robin plucks a fry from the container and dunks it into her vanilla milkshake. "Look, I'm probably the last person you should ask about this."

Steve frowns. "Who else, then?"

"I don't know, Eddie?"

"Nope, no, absolutely not." Shaking his head emphatically, Steve swipes the fry from Robin's fingers. He stuffs it into his mouth in frustration.

"Hey, what the fuck!"

"I can't ask Eddie because he's the problem," Steve says through a mouthful of fries.

"I thought the problem is that you're gay now."

Steve levels her with a lethal stare and Robin rolls her eyes. She can't believe that this is fucking happening to her. "I'm not gay. At least fully. I like girls."

"Okay--" Robin throws her hands in the air in exasperation. "So you can't consult Eddie because, what? He's the one who turned you gay?"

"Half gay?"

"Fuck it, half gay, I guess. You like Eddie and you want to ask him out but you can barely figure yourself out."

"There's gotta be a word for that, right?" Steve asks. Robin blinks at him. He blinks back with equal fervor as she reaches for another fry and swirls it into her milkshake. "Come on, you're a lesbian, you gotta know this."

Robin groans before taking a bite into her ice cream fry. "Just because I'm a lesbian doesn't mean I have any authority on this."

"You gotta know more than I do, at least."

"Okay, I'm gonna level with you, Steve. I like boobs. I know that there's a word for a girl liking boobs because assholes like to sling it around"--Steve opens his mouth to interject--"but, just because, I'm more learned than those assholes doesn't mean I know shit about dip. Sure, I like foreign films and listen to Patti Smith, but I don't know anything about the larger concepts. I'm not your guru on this."

Steve frowns. Bites his lip and pinches his nose. "No, you're right."

"I don't know anything about guys liking other guys, and I guess there's gotta be something that defines your predicament, but we're two dingbats living in the middle of nowhere. We don't have a roadmap or anything."

You know, for the longest time, Robin thought she would be alone in all this. She remembers pressing her face into the pillow and sobbing until the whole damn thing became moist with puddles of tears and snot, because no one would ever understand the way she really felt. She'd have to pretend for the rest of her life.

When she grew older, she knew that one day, she was gonna run off to the city and find girls like her who would get it. But she's never been able to go to the city for herself, couldn't afford a license or a car, so it was just her. Lonely Robin Buckley who loved girls who didn't even think of her.

But Steve's looking back at her now the same way he looked at her in the bathroom back at Starcourt and he's asking her how to live his own life. Fuck, she doesn't even know how to start hers yet.

"You know," she says, swallowing, "one day we'll figure it out. You and I."

Steve cocks an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? Figure out the mysteries of the universe and everything?"

Robin chuckles and tosses a fry in Steve's direction. She says, "How about we figure out how you'll woo Eddie first, tiger."

[cargurudiy]

Brighten Up Your Ride: A Guide to Replacing Reverse Light Bulbs on Your Hyundai Tucson

Brighten Up Your Ride: A Guide to Replacing Reverse Light Bulbs on Your Hyundai Tucson Greetings, fellow automotive enthusiasts! Today, we embark on an illuminating journey as we delve into the process of replacing the reverse light bulb on your trusty Hyundai Tucson. Whether you’re a seasoned DIY aficionado or a newcomer to the world of car maintenance, fear not, for we shall navigate this task…

[yanderedrabbles]

Sunk and Gone

Yandere! Gangster x Mafia Boss! Reader

Fluff, needy yandere, age difference, slightly suggestive content

He was just some dumb kid who played with fire.

Before he knew it, he was getting his ass kicked by the real deal, the big time guys.

He dropped your name out of pure desperation. He had no clue who you were really. He just wanted to save his own skin.

He never expected you to actually show up.

In your white tailored suit, you were like some mafioso guardian angel.

You tilted his chin up to face you and he couldn't bear to meet your eyes. You were goddamn terrifying.

"This little punk says he's one of mine?"

You lazily blew your cigar smoke into his face. It was black cherry, high class stuff. He can still remember the taste of it on his tongue, the way it made his whole body tingle.

He thought he was done for. You were probably gonna set your own guys on him for dropping names he had no business knowing.

He never expected you to save him.

His beat down gurus were cussing up a storm, saying he practically maimed one of their guys, he wouldn't even be able to walk for a week.

What bullshit. The most he did was give the guy a shiner before he was getting his own ass kicked.

You smiled at him then, like you knew exactly how much crap they were spewing.

You nodded and your guys threw a fat stack of cash on the table. All 100s. God, there must have been at least 5k just sitting there.

You hauled him to his feet and that's when he realised you were stronger than you looked too.

"Why?"

He barely even managed to ask that.

You were trying to light a new cigar and get back in your fancy car, but your lighter was just throwing up sparks.

He found himself reaching into his pocket and pulling out his shitty gas station lighter. He struck a flame and held it out to you.

You leaned in and caught his eyes for the second time that night. The flame was dancing in your eyes and you looked just like the devil.

He was sunk right then and there and he knew it.

He showed up outside your office everyday, waiting with his lighter clasped in his sweaty palm.

Everyday without fail, you would give him a chance to light one of your smokes for you.

"Don't you got someplace better to be kid?"

"No ma'am."

And he kept doing it, rain or shine or snow. On bad days, he'd bring his umbrella and unfurl it for you before you even stepped out of the car.

"You shouldn't keep hanging around kid. It ain't safe."

"I know ma'am."

He stayed, despite the dirty looks from the gangsters, despite the way they bumped into him hard enough to bruise. He stayed, stubborn as a goddamn mule, until you gave up on getting rid of him.

"I got a job for you kid."

"Anything you ask ma'am."

Oh he was a sucker for you. You had him hook, line and sinker without even trying.

And he worked hard. Running errands and then pushing drugs and then beating down the folks you set him loose on. There weren't any limits anymore, no line he wouldn't cross for you.

After a while, you let him in your guard rotation. And he was in bliss. He watched you constantly.

Hell, he couldn't take his eyes off you even if he wanted to. The capo himself said he was impressed with his diligence.

"Come here kid. You ever had oysters before?'

"No ma'am."

You were in one of your favourite restaurants, finishing up your meal and just drunk enough to have given yourself a pretty flush across your cheeks.

You made him lean toward you and gripped his chin before tilting the oyster into his mouth. It was salty and soft and his mind was going awful dirty awful fast.

After that he would order oysters whenever he could. He could almost feel your fingers on his skin when he ate them.

And soon he was part of your interrogation crew. His shirt sleeves rolled up and his forearms splattered with blood. He was putting on muscle now too and his punch hurt worse than a hammer to the face.

One unlucky son of a bitch made the mistake of insulting you right in front of him. God help him, when the anger cleared, the man's face was nothing more than pulp.

And you were watching him. One arm crossed under your breasts with the other balanced on it, a cigarette held up to your lips.

"You're a real good guard dog, you know that kid?"

"Thank you ma'am."

The next time you summoned him, you were in your office. Your heels were off and your legs were crossed, your stockings showing off the curves of your feet.

"Grab that pen for me."

It was on the floor under a side table and he had to get down on his knees to get it. When he moved to stand, you interrupted him.

"Don't get up. But bring it here."

"Yes ma'am."

He was grinning like a dog in heat. He put the pen in between his teeth and crawled on his hands and knees to you.

He sat at your feet like a goddamn puppy, his boner so fucking hard he thought it would rip through his trousers.

You cupped his chin in your palm and looked down at him. From down here, your legs looked a mile long and he wanted to lick every inch.

"You're such a loyal little thing, you know that?"

"Ysss mmm."

It was muffled because he still had that fucking pen in his mouth. And he was damn thankful for it too. Without something to bite onto, he was sure he'd actually be panting.

You took it carefully out of his mouth. A string of saliva followed it and you twitched your thumb across his lips to break the connection.

"Good boy."

You turned away from him, shaking the pen off a little and getting back to the books you were balancing.

He whimpered.

He actually fucking whimpered.

You smirked a little at that and shooed him away with one perfectly manicured hand. He dragged his feet walking out of there, his boner killing all higher thinking. Just hoping and praying you would call him back.

He turned to look at you before he closed the door. You had your face resting in one hand and you were tapping the pen against your lips with the other. Your eyes were entirely focused on your books.

And he felt it all over again. He was sunk - hook, line and sinker.

He was your loyal dog. Now and always.

[thetechranch]

From Electric Airplanes to Flying Cars: Exploring the Future of Transportation Technology

Summary:In this podcast episode, hosts Steve and Marlo and guest Kevin Burkhart discuss a variety of topics, ranging from the progress being made in the electric airplane industry to the potential benefits of flying cars for transportation efficiency in large cities. They also touch on the possibility of using a catapult system for electric-powered aircraft takeoff to conserve energy and discuss…

[aptecnicalguru]

Daily running 7 Best cars 🔥 घर से ऑफिस या 100 kilometres Daily use के ल...

[hoe4hotchner]

I loved bakery owner reader x loyal customer hotch SO MUCH 😭😭😭

Can you please make one where the team finally meets her? Maybe on Penelope’s birthday since she is the most excited about the relationship 😅. Maybe he shows up at Dave’s house with reader by surprise

A sweet surprise, a warmer welcome | [A.H]

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x bakery owner fem!reader | WC: 0.8k | CW: it's fluff so none

String lights hung in the backyard, casting a warm glow over the patio, and the smell of grilling steaks, vegetables, and whatever vegetarian dish Penelope had brought along filled the air. Music played softly in the background, and laughter mixed with the hum of conversation.

But despite the cheerful atmosphere, the team couldn’t help but wonder about one thing: Hotch.

Ever since Penelope had found the picture of him with you the team had been curious about the woman who had brought some light into their usually reserved boss’s life. Penelope, in particular, was buzzing with excitement, though she had promised to let Hotch decide when to introduce his partner to the team - and hold her horses on looking into your background.

"Do you think he's coming?" Penelope whispered to Emily as they watched Morgan tend to the grill. “I mean, I don't expect him to bring her, but it would be the best birthday surprise.”

Emily smiled, taking a sip of her wine. “Who knows? He’s full of surprises lately.”

Meanwhile, Hotch parked his car in Rossi’s driveway, your hand resting in his as he turned off the engine. You had been nervous about meeting his team - they sounded like a close-knit group, full of strong personalities - but Hotch had assured you they would welcome you with open arms. Still, the nervous energy in your stomach was undeniable.

“You ready?” Hotch asked, his voice calm and reassuring as he turned to you, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

You took a breath and smiled softly. “As ready as I probably can be.”

Hotch chuckled. “Don’t worry, they’re excited to meet you, especially Penelope.”

You laughed at that. “Penelope, your tech guru who figured out we were dating just from a picture? That Penelope?” You tried to recall the information he had told you about each member of the team.

He smiled. “That’s the one. She’s been asking about you ever since.”

The thought of the team being so eager to meet you made you feel more at ease. With a final glance at each other, Hotch led you to the front door, the faint sound of laughter and music drifting from the backyard. As he opened the door, you could hear what you assumed was Penelope’s voice, based on the information Hotch had told you, and the reality of the moment settled in.

Before stepping outside, Hotch paused, turning to you with a soft smile. “I’m happy that you wanted to come.”

Your heart fluttered at the sincerity in his words. “Me too.”

Together, you walked into the backyard, hand in hand. The conversation started to quiet as people noticed you arriving. It was JJ who spotted you first, her eyes widening as she nudged Will. “Guys, look.”

All heads turned in your direction, and for a moment, the team was silent, taking in the sight of Hotch with his arm around you. Penelope, however, couldn’t hold back her excitement for long.

“Oh. My. Gosh!” she squealed, practically bouncing with joy. “You brought her!”

Hotch smiled at her enthusiasm. “Surprise.”

She rushed forward, arms open as she enveloped you in a warm hug before you even had a chance to introduce yourself. “It’s so nice to finally meet you! We’ve all been waiting for this day!”

You returned the hug, smiling. “It’s nice to meet you too, Penelope. I’ve heard so much about everyone.”

Penelope pulled back, beaming, and gestured to the rest of the team. “This is Emily, Derek, JJ, and of course, you already know Rossi.”

Rossi walked over with a grin, wiping his hands on a towel. “Welcome. Hotch hasn’t said much, but we’ve been looking forward to this.”

You chuckled. “I’m just glad to finally meet all of you.”

The rest of the team gathered around, offering greetings and introductions. Morgan shook your hand with a grin. “So you’re the one who’s been making our boss a little less strict lately. Nice to meet you.”

You blushed slightly. “I just make the coffee and bread, really. He did the rest himself.”

Hotch smiled softly. “You do a lot more than that.”

Emily leaned in toward Penelope with a teasing smile. “Okay, you were right. Best birthday surprise ever.”

Penelope practically glowed with happiness. “I knew it! Hotch, you’ve been holding out on us, but I forgive you because she’s perfect.”

You laughed along with the group, feeling the warmth and acceptance from each of them. Hotch stayed close by, his hand still gently holding yours. He seemed more at ease, surrounded by his friends and with you by his side.

Rossi raised his glass, signaling for everyone to do the same. “To Penelope’s and to meeting the woman who’s made Hotch happier than we’ve seen him in a long time.”

The group cheered, glasses clinking together in celebration. As the night went on, you found yourself fitting seamlessly into their dynamic, sharing stories and laughter. Hotch remained close, always attentive, and though it was Penelope’s special day, it was clear that you were the true surprise that made the evening unforgettable.