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Car Talk Series
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Both Starsky and Hutch have anniversaries coming up that they wish they hadn’t. The bleak silence in the Torino was almost as unbearable as the heat slowly cooking them like chickens in a smoker. Even Hutch had the top three buttons of his shirt undone. And the silence hadn’t only been in the car. For the last two days, the… -
Starsky’s question about plants leads to a discussion about cannibalism and the beginning of the universe. A Car Talk story, in which most, if not all, of the action takes place in a car. Starsky expelled an impatient sigh as he tapped the LTD’s window crank in a rapid tattoo. “Where the hell is that witness, uh, what’shizname?” Hutch checked his… -
Starsky’s wise crack about a top public figure has Hutch ticked off. A Car Talk story, in which most, if not all, of the action takes place in a car. Originally published in the 2020 Summer Solstice Calendar. The silence in the LTD had stretched too long for Starsky’s liking. Sometimes, quiet was good, in the right and infrequent circumstances, but that… -
Hutch asks Starsky a very important question about an issue that continues to plague him. A Car Talk fic, in which most, if not all, of the action takes place in a car. “…and the special tonight is large-shell pasta cooked al dente and stuffed with ground sirloin, spinach, parmesan and romano cheeses, oregano, basil, garlic, and pepper, sauced with the house’s special-recipe… -
Hutch’s latest tease has Starsky pulling a prank in retaliation. A Car Talk fic, in which most, if not all, of the action takes place in a car. Originally published in the 2020 Summer Solstice Calendar. Starsky groaned. “Will this rain ever stop? Ain’t nothin’ gonna happen in this monsoon.” Hutch huffed. “Will you stop asking that inane question? How the hell am I… -
A tedious stakeout leads to a matching conversation. A Car Talk fic, in which most, if not all of, the action takes place in a car. Starsky hated stakeouts, because they usually had to use the “Hutchheap.” Starsky loved stakeouts, because the Hutchheap was the perfect trashcan. They hadn’t spoken to each other for two hours. Both were slumped down in…