
The lopey idle which you seek can be found here
The lopey idle which you seek can be found here
Still sounds like a v6.
Dude, I traded the Caravan in on a Subaru Outback. I loved it, but it was starting to get a little scary. The six years it spent on salted roads on the east coast finally caught up to it.
Because answers and explanations in life aren’t always available. Teaching your kids that someone will always give them individualized attention and thorough explaining of their decision making process, is setting them up for failure. Life doesn’t work that way.
What you just described is exactly where things are heading. Appliances. People don’t go to Bed, Bath and Beyond to learn about a toaster and negotiate the terms with a sales representative in order to buy one. How will buying an electrified, people-pod be any different in the near future? Sounds like Chevy dealers…
A tale of two car companies:
Neutral: Is The UAW Good Or Bad?
When i went to the SoCal one, every single car was exceptionally nice. Like, if you saw it in traffic you would turn your head. Even the more pedestrian cars.
While quite possibly rad, that car seems a bit too new:
I’m entering my 70s trucks in protest of your ageism.
She appears to be made between ‘80-’99, so she qualifies for rad wood, too.
Up until recently, “someone has to rescue the President!” was a believable plot hook for an action movie. Now, I think the action star would just shrug and keep eating his noodles or whatever.
We need more Jalop-ized trophies. Something like “Best Camry Dent”, “Best Vehicle Ever (awarded to any/all manual wagons)”, “Best Vehicle to Ananomously Carry Baggies of White Powder” (you know, the ‘80s and all) and in honour of the very sweet Jurassic Park Explorer hiding in the leading photo, “Best Vehicle to…
Interior is already gutted... :)
Does anyone else think that if you were to gut the interior, use the body/chassis exactly as-is, and rebuild the engine/suspension/brakes/etc; it would actually look pretty badass, in a Mad Max kind of way?
I agree, sometimes No means no. I don't have to give my child a whole explanation every time. I know what's best for a 7 year old. I was raised to respect my parents and understand that when they said no it was for the best. That is something I don't see anymore.
Clearly, the answer is: GO TO THE BACKYARD. Duh.