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eminem car 

your uncles sweet ass ride that all your friends that are mexican want to ride in because the music is so loud your head shakes!
dude lets ride in the eminem car
eminem car by taylor kanyon June 24, 2008
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muscle car 

over rated american cars that are too heavy, have crap suspension, and accelerate like a fiat because they are so heave, plus need a 427 or 429 to make 400+ hp when porsche can make 400+ hp with a 219 (3.6 litre)
wow, nice 67 camaro (lol, dumb muscle cars)
muscle car by W35M4N July 15, 2007

muscle car 

A car that is fast going straight, the fanboys of muscle cars will usually if not always make fun of imports and call them ricers. Muscle cars are only good in straights. The car can't handle for shit. And the drivers think that they are fast because it smokes an import on the quarter mile. If you drive an import, and some muscle car guy approaches you to race. 100% of the time, it's going to be down the nearest straight street.

I think I speak for many when I say I want to see a muscle car keep up with an import on the 20.8km Nurburgring Nordscheilfe race track.
Muscle car guy: Hey, riceboy, wanna race? I'll smoke yo riced up civic.
Import car guy: Okay, lets go to a track?
Muscle car guy: A track? Oh n0ez. Let's go to a drag strip. My car can't turn for shit. I only know how to go straight.
Import car guy: Straight? What the fuck is that. That takes no skill.
Muscle car guy: I only know how to shift gears and step on the pedals. My car doesn't even have a steering wheel.
Import car guy: Fuck it, loser ass muscle car fanboy.

You see, muscle car boys only race in 1 direction, straight.. Put ONE turn in that goddamn race and that muscle car loses. Place those two on the track, sit back and relax as the import accelerates on the turn, and watch the muscle car tear its unreliable ass apart.
muscle car by shoebakaa July 25, 2007

Filipino Sports Car 

Performing analingus on a quadroplegic midget who is suspended on cement blocks.
"So this tiny limbless chick hopped on some blocks and I have her the filipino sports car!"

muscle car 

Shit cars, made by shit American car companies. At best, they drive fast in a straight line, but that's it. They handle like boats, and don't stop. Interiors are made from cheap plastics, and the overall build quality is shit. Much like a typical American car.

Driven by idiots who think going fast in a straight line with an automatic transmission requires skill and makes them good drivers.
Person A: Look at my sweet Chevy, does a 1/4 in 10s. You can't mess with a "muscle car."

Person B: *sigh* If you think you and your car are so good, go drive around the Nurburgring. You'll end up in the ditch shitting your pants on the first slight turn.

on it like a car bonnet 

on it like a car bonnet

either

a) for a police officer/detective/Sherlock Holmes or anyone along those lines to be in hot pursuit of either a criminal (usually a juvenile delinquent truating)

b) for a civilian in search of new unplanned adventure in the great outdoor wilderness.

c) can also be used as a derogatory term for a couple who have sex outside in public (usually on the bonnet or hood of their own parked car).

d) to be in the middle of doing something important
two police officers in discussion, after one of their fellow officers go off on a foot chase:

officer a): where's my partner Michael?, you seen him?

officer b): i think I saw him on it like a car bonnet, chasing after that hot female teenage delinquent.. (moments later): Tom, here goes the answer to your question, there's Michael, on it like a car bonnet; i don't think we should be disturb him (pointing at a car parked some distance away). He is on it like a bonnet, raping that girl, instead of giving her a hefty fine. I hope they become a cute little couple, lol.

officer a) Thanks man, well looks like that girl didn't have the money to pay the fine anyways, so she got what she deserved. Let's just hope she doesn't have a beautiful disaster. Hang on partner, let me call me my wifey, tell her aqbout Michael and his big fish.

officer b): don't call your wife with such nonsense, you buckwheat brains; she may be on it like a car bonnet, probably playing bingo with her girlfriends or whatever.