It's not supposed to be possible

LAS VEGAS—Defying logic, reason, and every known law of automotive reality, magician David Blaine has stunned the world by completing a project car on time.

The reveal took place outside a nondescript garage in Nevada, where Blaine—with severely oil-stained jeans and a thousand-yard stare—emerged next to a fully built, running, and tuned Nissan 240SX. The build was completed in just eight weeks, with no shipping delays, no missing parts, and no lagging. Witnesses gasped. Some even cried. A few project car owners collapsed in disbelief.

“I’ve made planes disappear, levitated over the desert, and held my breath underwater for 17 minutes,” said Blaine at the press conference. “But none of that compares to finishing a project car before the date you told the homie it would be done.”

Skeptics initially assumed the car was just a shell with no engine or brakes, but Blaine silenced critics by revving the motor and executing a flawless donut. Several onlookers had to be treated for shock after realizing that even the alignment was already done.

“It’s the most dangerous trick I’ve ever attempted,” Blaine admitted. “There were moments I thought it couldn’t be done. I listed the incomplete car on Facebook Marketplace twice.”

Project car owners across the globe are grappling with the implications. “It’s not possible,” muttered local enthusiast Carlos Medina, staring blankly at his Miata. “I’ve been rebuilding my diff since 2002.”

Blaine reportedly refused to reveal how he was able to pull off the impossible. “He didn’t even go to Harbor Freight once,” said shop neighbor Linda Reyes. “He just… had the right tools.”

The automotive community has reacted with a mix of awe and fear. “If this is real, it changes everything,” said forum moderator @BoostedDad69. “We might actually have to start working on these things?”

“We’re entering dangerous territory,” Blaine said solemnly. “But I believe in magic. I am magic.”

As the 240SX idled reliably in the background, a single tear rolled down the cheek of a nearby mechanic. “I didn’t believe,” he whispered. “But now... anything is possible.”

Blaine then disappeared in a puff of tire smoke, leaving behind only the faint smell of burnt oil and the pain of every procrastinating car enthusiast.