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But the article wasn’t titled “I bought a tank, so I crushed MY Dodge Journey with MY tank!”

You owe me a beer, because I just spat most of mine out while laughing.

Someone stopped believing. Journey is pissed.

Someone stopped believing. Journey is pissed.

It was an ‘87 Daytona Pacifica edition. Nice looking car and for some reason I loved Daytonas as a teenager. Initially I got scammed by a sketchy used car dealer when I bought it in the first place (Said it had a new engine, and needed just a muffler to pass a safety inspection.)

My dad liked to buy cheap cars to resell occasionally- whenever he purchased one he’d wake me up in the middle of the night and we’d go out on the highway and “test” it. (Acceleration, top speed, and definitely a few donuts, depending on the vehicle.)

The humble little Suzuki.

The Mustang Cobra always confused me.

I came here to mention the Hyundai Pony, which was never sold in the US, but they sold well in Canada. It totally has “The Face”.

I’m also on a Ridgeline forum. Everything there just turns into a scientific argument.

I mean, stock, the shifter throws were similar... But I do understand what you’re getting at.

Dear Jaxin,

My ‘99 Durango (so basically a Dakota that could seat 17), although a horrendous piece of shit, towed numerous big rigs out of the snow covered loading ramp at my former workplace. It was remarkable at dragging stuff and getting traction, but it failed at most other vehicular tasks. It did look nice.

I like Vanagons, cuz I’m one of those weird VW guys, but a few weeks ago I drove a 2.5 Subaru swapped Vanagon, and damn... it moved!

No horsepower, but at least 3 ft lbs of torque.

That’s like the New Beetle forums- some people consider swapping a different flower into the vase and adding a Hello Kitty sticker to be a mod.

AND a Fluke multimeter!

I have one more to add:

I was 17 and found a beautiful, shiny 1987 Dodge Daytona “Pacifica” edition with the 2.2 Turbo at a small used car lot that could have been used in a movie about sketchy car lots. The sales guy had khaki shorts, socks with sandals and the typical golf shirt in “I’m going to screw you” pastel yellow.