REAL MEN DRIVE TRUCKS.
Turns out the grand bargain I got on my Subaru wasn't so grand. Granted I did only spend 600 dollars to buy it, and it came with a functional AC, which is a must here in Texas, unless you're Mexican. Apparently this little car has a sporadic acceleration problem that, up to this point,has baffled myself, the overpaid bastards at my sole local Subaru dealership, and of course, the retards down at the tune up franchise. The car runs and has not left me stranded yet( knock on wood), but all the good is constantly overshadowed by this performance problem(heh).
I have come to the conclusion that I must have a truck. Not just any truck. I want a good ol' fashioned American made Ford, Dodge, or Chevrolet....in that order. I want something with a bench seat, enough room to climb in the engine compartment, and enough ground clearance to crawl right under it without pulling out the jack and a 2x4. This is not a product of low self-esteem. This is me being practical. Being an electrician, I continually find myself in need of one.......besides, it sucks when you have to tell people that you borrowed the truck you're driving from your sister-in-law.
