For me it was one of those that was like a 2 year old child. It was really annoying a lot of the time, but if someone tried to take it away from you, you'd kill them.
I smiled every time I saw it, and drove it, and popped the hood, and I pretty much gave it away when the engine blew. I hate that so much, because by the time it finally gave up it was utterly perfect for me I had changed and stripped off so much of the garbage from the factory. Rode well, got great fuel economy, roomy, and it just was a blast to DD.
Last I know it was destined for dragging with a 2.4 swap. Don't know if it ever got there, but I know now I should have kept it.
Parked at the PO.
Its death bed.
Stories?
I smiled every time I saw it, and drove it, and popped the hood, and I pretty much gave it away when the engine blew. I hate that so much, because by the time it finally gave up it was utterly perfect for me I had changed and stripped off so much of the garbage from the factory. Rode well, got great fuel economy, roomy, and it just was a blast to DD.
Last I know it was destined for dragging with a 2.4 swap. Don't know if it ever got there, but I know now I should have kept it.
Parked at the PO.
Its death bed.
Stories?
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