(quoted from post at 19:00:52 10/29/15) Not dissin' ya, but you just brought my youngest son to mind.
I guess with young guys a big truck is like the old muscle cars of my era.
Man I wanted a Heavy Chevy!!!. But no denero.
Never got one. Never got that new Kawasaki motorsickle I wanted either.
But, back to my youngest son. He got his first job. Had a brand new Honda Civic, his first new car. I was so glad cause I was tired of fixing up his old clunkers and his constant wanting something different.
So one day he calls to tell me he traded in this new car on a 2008 Dodge Duramax, big ole diesel.
First thing was it needed $1400 of new tires. Then he called today to say it was steering real squirrley and the dealer had put a new steering gear on it and that didn't fix it.
He lives in town, in an appartment. He has no trailer, or anything to haul. Needs that big truck like a hole in the head.
Oh well, I put no money in this one, so I'll hold my tongue.
I made some big blunders in my day. Oh, wait, we aint talking about ex-wives here!!
Gene