How about a CTS shooting brake???
How about a CTS shooting brake???
Lewis, Clark and Sacagawea would have been good co-drivers.
Since B.J. was short for Bossman Junior (really), he's just getting ready for the Braves' move to the new stadium...there's only one Big Bossman in Cobb County.
you mean that you could have it imported to Canada and then drive it home? Or just buy something already in Canada?
I wonder if he cheated with a girl named Lucey.
I think you are correct about everything except age: they've gotta be 15 with their 16th birthday fast approaching.
So if you were to import an old Defender, it would be smarter to buy the biggest POS you could find, import it, and then do the upgrades yourself while meticulously documenting the whole process (and keeping all the old parts as evidence, just in case)?
Their kid was in the car. As long as they made sure he was ok first, I'll give them a pass.
Yep. The Indianapolis Motor Speedway Hall of Fame isn't in downtown Indianapolis. It's at the track. But maybe they saw how open wheel racing imploded (to Nascar's great benefit), and they decided to do the exact opposite of everything.
Thank you all so much. We were lucky...we had him for about 12 years. Glendenning's only had his for less than one. I hope he gets his puppy back.
I had to put my dog to sleep yesterday. Give the guy his dog back.
They buy shoes, too.
Not to mention he was pulling a trailer, which increases breaking distance...you need to be extra-cautious about what's in front of you.
I'm afraid for it too. I'm the kind of first time truck buyer that they're going after...I'd really like to get a crew cab for my next vehicle (never owned a pickup before, but drive them for work) and I like the Canyon. A lot.
I saw a new mustang a few days ago from an angle that perfectly made its grill look like Butthead's mouth. I can't unsee it.
He might be too good of a guy. He tolerates that his son is Chet Haze.
Every once in awhile I see Fred Goldman (Ron Goldman's dad). My wife says she just wants to give him a hug.
Me too. Especially when it's the numbers on the back of a BMW. So obvious when they're out of place.