Toyota Specialist here... I just wanna know, why the XLE with beige interior? It’s like they’re begging you to think the Camry is boring as hell. 4-cylinder? Yikes..
Toyota Specialist here... I just wanna know, why the XLE with beige interior? It’s like they’re begging you to think the Camry is boring as hell. 4-cylinder? Yikes..
I feel so much second-hand embarrassment for them.
I physically drool when I see a black muscle car with a wide-body kit. There is nothing more appealing to me than a well-built wide-body Mustang (pre ‘15).
It’s definitely far from the most favorable situation :/
I plan to keep trying
I guess it came across that way, but I wasn’t going out of my means to work on my car. I had great grades in college, never had money issues, or anything like that. They felt that any time/money spent more than driving from Point A to Point B was “wasting too much time and money.”
#COTD
Just start making the 240z again. I’m in desperate need of parts, dammit. Nothing makes parts cheaper to come by like a 16 year old in their fancy shmancy sports car at the local Cars & Coffee meet.
If I ever see my baby with any 5.0 badges on her, I’ll go on a rampage. Part of her charm WAS that she was a 6 cylinder, and that I still drove it like I stole it.
The cradle-robber jokes at my expense are endless amongst my friends :’)
It’s truly insane. I’ve already started the “disinterest” part of it - as soon as my mom starts fighting, I tell her “we’re not going to fight about something like this.” And then don’t reply. It sucks, because growing up, my mom was like my idol.
Ugh, mine was Ingot Silver.....
Hah, current bf is a year and two months younger than me - not sure I could handle any younger! But more power to couples who reverse the age-expectation.
They thought I would become nothing more than a “lowly mechanic”.
If I ever see him out anywhere other than weaving through traffic or parked at his house, I’ll probably try to approach him. :P
Thanks, man. Every day’s a learning experience, and life gets better!
The payments are beautifully negligible in the face of my salary. I got lucky with my job. I don’t mind payments and I have no credit, so it’s a win-win situation for me in this case.
Preach, my friend. It took me way too long to grow up and say “look, my life is mine to live.” I understand that they want “what’s best for me,” but only I know what that is. At the current moment, we still don’t talk, and they encourage my 18 year old sister to give me the cold shoulder, as well. Some things just…
Oh.... Oh.... that hurts. I’m so sorry