One time I was driving around, my gas light came on, and I got gas.
Once you reach a certain age, pitching a tent gets harder and harder.
Father of 4 here. Spontaneous Triplets yo. It happens. A minivan is the only way to go. I’m sorry. Yes, it makes you very uncool. Suck it up. Own it. Put a Nine Inch Nails sticker on your back window for the irony.
Meh. I daily drive an ‘86 Suburban and my family fits in it just fine. One car seat, two booster seats, and then four more kids ranging in height from 4'2" to 5'8". I myself am 6'1" and 210lbs. You can find a ‘72-’91 Suburban for next to nothing anywhere.
Only a Jalop. =)
My 88 year old grandmother could put Joanna’s run to shame. And bake you cookies while doing it.
The hinged windshield could be great for those rugged excursions to soccer practice. Tilt it forward for an unobstructed view of Madison and Jacob out there on the field as you sit in car and sip your latte, avoiding that other mom who is constantly on your ass because you bought non-organic postgame treats when it…
The trailer park’s McLaren F1
Better idea:
Well if I had money, tell you what I’d do, I’d not go to Doug’s and buy a Mercury for forty two.
You’d have to be crazy ‘bout that Mercury.
Lord, Doug’s crazy bout his Mercury.
I think a better option would be to take the Type R and make it look like a ‘normal’ Civic (which is slightly less ugly).
You also suck at aerodynamics because all you did was look at the Cd and totally ignored frontal area. Drag has two components. Cd is one, frontal area is the other.
These people have all been fired.
skimming the beach on their ultra-low takeoffs and landings
If I had to die, being blown to death would pretty much be at the top of my list.