I got a weekend long test drive once. You wouldn’t believe the amount of crap I got from the dealer when I didn’t buy the car. He acted like I’d stolen money from him, his children and his sainted grey-haired mother.  He threw my trade-in’s keys at me.  Big Toyota dealer.  Never been back.

I need my inhaler just looking at that.

CP.  Those wheels don’t offend me nearly as much as that god-awful hood.  However, I’d change both.

I want to hear more about her mom.  Sounds like an incredible story.

“Fast forward three years, and I’ve turned three rust-buckets into road trip-worthy, off-roadable machines. It’s been fun, and my new $500 postal Jeep promises to continue the trend.”

I would also think it’s to protect the windshield from any flying debris.

I kind of like it. But, I’m not allowed to pick out my own clothes.

He then added: “We want to be invested in companies that make money.”