EricM
Well-known member
My poor old Durango was turning 12, had 171,000 miles on it, and I was getting tired of stopping and picking up whatever had fallen off. A/C was getting intermittant, brakes were making noise, right rear passenger door wouldn't open, check engine light was always on, steering linkage was flat worn out and wore out tires at an alarming rate, tail gate lift cylinders wouldn't hold up the hatch, the right front passenger window always stopped halfway up, and the radio/CD worked on Tuesdays and Fridays.
I was starting to fear something might go wrong that another piece of duct tape wouldn't solve.
It took me quite some time to get over (GET OVER????) the sticker shock on the somewhat more modern vehicles. Hydrocodone and Oxycontin barely helped relieve the tension headache that the prices of new - and late model used - vehicles created, but the lumps formed by pounding my head on the wall in desperation will continue to keep me from wearing a tight hat for a few more days. Half a bottle of TUMS have also somewhat reduced the surge of acid buring a hole in my stomach.
After carefully weighing the pros and cons of the various autos, SUVs, and light trucks, and taking into account my advancing age and lowering testoserone levels, I compromised by buying a sensible, conservative, lightly used late-model vehicle to go on trips with Mrs EricM, and take to the store and the doctor's office and even occasionally pull my boat to the river:
...........an Inferno Red Crystal Pearl 5.7L Hemi Dual Flowmaster Exhaust Four-Wheel Drive Crew Cab 20 inch Aluminum Wheel CHROME EVERYWHERE Dodge Ram 1500 Bighorn Edition with more options and crap than I knew existed. What a monster! Not sure what I was thinking. I just hope I can lift my walker into the truck bed!
And yes, it helps make me believe that my wee-wee is bigger than it actually is...........................................
I was starting to fear something might go wrong that another piece of duct tape wouldn't solve.
It took me quite some time to get over (GET OVER????) the sticker shock on the somewhat more modern vehicles. Hydrocodone and Oxycontin barely helped relieve the tension headache that the prices of new - and late model used - vehicles created, but the lumps formed by pounding my head on the wall in desperation will continue to keep me from wearing a tight hat for a few more days. Half a bottle of TUMS have also somewhat reduced the surge of acid buring a hole in my stomach.
After carefully weighing the pros and cons of the various autos, SUVs, and light trucks, and taking into account my advancing age and lowering testoserone levels, I compromised by buying a sensible, conservative, lightly used late-model vehicle to go on trips with Mrs EricM, and take to the store and the doctor's office and even occasionally pull my boat to the river:
...........an Inferno Red Crystal Pearl 5.7L Hemi Dual Flowmaster Exhaust Four-Wheel Drive Crew Cab 20 inch Aluminum Wheel CHROME EVERYWHERE Dodge Ram 1500 Bighorn Edition with more options and crap than I knew existed. What a monster! Not sure what I was thinking. I just hope I can lift my walker into the truck bed!
And yes, it helps make me believe that my wee-wee is bigger than it actually is...........................................
