I got some:
Go Faster Stripes: Own a vehicle with obnoxiously colored racing stripes painted on it.
Accident Deterrent: Your vehicle is bright red.
Of Course I Want To Own This Rust-Bucket of Magnificence for the Rest of My Life!: Own a car painted an obnoxious color (orange, yellow, puke green, etc.)
Best of Both Worlds: Your car is an obnoxious color
and has racing stripes.
As for what I've done on the list, not much that is actually interesting...
You Bastard - Re-parking my car in the driveway, that counts right?
No Problem - The check engine light has been on since I was given the car last year
Friction Burn - I do this a lot when I'm impatient.
So Ronery - I prefer to not be a taxi.
Almost had Too Soon Junior - I only failed once.
Broalition - I've had to do this maybe twice, and it was a miserable experience for my poor car. And my conscience.
Initial D - I hate hills.
Sign of Weakness - I also hate the freeway.
No Guts, No Glory - Every weekend at the college where they've placed stopsigns at absolute useless places.
Precision - Only once with the gas. I've also had my cooling system blow up right as I arrived at a car parts store which had a mechanic's right next to it.
Bronx Five-Oh - Only been pulled over once. Not even a ticket.
Harmless When Armless - I had to try it, never doing it again. I nearly ended up in a ditch. Albeit the ditch down my own road which is easy to get out of, but still.
Lead Foot - Entertaining passengers is not easy to do when you're the driver, but this always works.
Gearhead - Changing and replenishing all the fluids counts, right?
Grindhouse 2/10 - A deer (and the poor thing lived and limped off with a broken leg, and it left a dent in my car
) and a opossum. I was quite happy to splatter the opossum. I even had to turn around and check to make sure I'd hit it. Does that make me a
bad sick person?