sarcasm on/ Yeah! Yeah! And you should have to back up a boat trailer, double clutch a truck, and do San Francisco grade hill starts with a manual transmission car. Riding a motorcycle will give good awareness of how our two wheeled brothers live or die, and flying an airplane teaches proper pre-driving inspection.…

This. You also got 2 minutes when I took the test in 1997. There are to many morons who take what feels like hours to parallel park.

You suck for posting this.

Sounds like someone was never on a narrow street in Brooklyn waiting for ten minutes while someone often in a car with midwestern license plates is attempting to parallel park their vehicle.

If there is one thing America needs to do, it’s making driving tests easier..

This is my RV... a station wagon/hatchback + big assed 2 room tent

The only Mobile Home I need:

Shasta’s new retro trailers are pretty cool with bathrooms, A/C, etc...

we bought our 2001 coleman niagra elite for $6500, but it had been used...wait for it...2 times in ten years and was stored inside on jacks the rest of the time. As a bonus, the PO was the meticulous type that carefully wrote down and color coordinated tabs to describe each part of the process and each mechanical…

Or the one the RV industry will loan you.

I’ve always wanted one of the 23’ GMC Motorhomes. Ultimate RV and Rally Hauler/Basecamp

The perfect RV is the one that your close friend, parents, neighbor owns that will let you rent it out from them. Otherwise? Money pit.

Or! You can rock the hand-me-down 1984 Starcraft popup camper! Cheapest option, can store it in a normal garage, easy to tow/park, and has very little yearly maintenance needed. Just choose a camping spot close (but not too close) to the campground toilets/Walmart entrance.

Has a flat already, too.

You couldn’t make out the blue and white roundel, that is.

I actually had a U.S. spec Ami6 once. They had double sealed beams in place of this euro light that made the car even weirder. Most folks would say “uglier,” but ugly is only in the eye of the uncreative and I love these cars.

“It’s either me or that damn car, you can’t have both!”, Carol exclaimed resolutely. John knew the ultimatum had been a long time coming, and had struggled with his decision ever since Carol started complaining about the mounting repair bills. With a deep sigh, John replied “I understand. Do you need a ride back to…

Hello! I NEED ROADSIDE ASSISTANCE

Damn fine parallel parking job. Damn fine.

As he led her to the private spot down by the riverbank, he knew what was going to happen, and the promises that he’d made. And if he kept going, it was going to lead inexorably on to suburbia and station wagons and the like. Maybe not today, or tomorrow, but someday. He took one more look back and thought, is it…