The second-annual B.F.E. GP, which takes place somewhere in the wasteland between Denver and Kansas, starts today. It’ll be a day of BS Inspections in the blazing sun, driving rain, and/or tennis-ball-sized hail. Best of all, no airports for me!

Since TTAC already has Curbside Classics, DOTS will be staying here at MurileeMartin.com for now. I’ve finally found a halfway decent burrito joint in Denver, one that meets— more or less— my Mission District burrito-snob standards, and I spotted this 56-year-old survivor while blasting the Civic downtown on a carnitas run.

I finally got the Project Van Hell A100 running and insured, so a trip to the Denver County DMV was in order.

I’m reluctant to post these photos, because I know that this post is going to trigger three years of emails that read “saw ur mazd for sale howmuch pay to by it?” Ahhh, what the hell.

Yes, everyone who lives in snowy parts of the country has seen at least one 4WD Justy, but I never saw a single one during all my years in California.

Since I’m in the early stages of a Hell Project involving a forward-control mid-60s Detroit van, my jaw dropped when I saw that someone had allowed Little Joe to go to The Crusher. How? Why?

Spotted this bit of incomprehensibility in my neighborhood.

I should let the owner of this Volvo 142 know that there’s a complete, super-straight 144 in a nearby junkyard, because it would be a shame for all those nice parts to get gobbled up by The Crusher.

Sometimes I miss the burritos of Alameda, not to mention Lee Auto Supply, but the supply of interesting street-parked vehicles in Denver keeps the Down On The Street series up to Alameda standards. Here’s a near-perfect MGA I found parked just a block from my house.

I don’t give a rat’s ass about football, but even I know that the wretched Raiders somehow vaporized the Broncos the other day.

I’m crossing the parking lot of a Walgreen’s in Denver when this beautifully weathered Land Rover rolls up…

Say you’re driving in the heart of downtown on a major urban freeway and you bump another car. What do you do?

The junkyard near my house has quite a few machines that we’d all prefer to see surviving on the street. For example, this 46-year-old IHC flatbed.

Remember the shiny red FJ40 Land Cruiser parked near the mean-looking ’76 FJ55 Land Cruiser we saw last week?

Yes, this is a 1966 Ford F250 with a vegetable garden in the bed.