This car was the bomb back in 2001. This car still IS the bomb.
When this behemoth rolled off the lot, I was still a bebe, livin' it up as a junior in high school. This 'Burban was creeping the mean streets of Anderson Township while I was fretting about Advanced Chemistry with Doc Madsen and getting into trouble for talking too much in class. Never did we think our paths would converge, but happily, they have.
I've never really cut an imposing figure, but when I'm at the helm of this bad boy, I feel a certain sort of power. The gear shift is on the steering column, which means I have to do a mini-bicep curl to move it from park into drive. That takes it to a whole new level of awesome.
It might be uncouth to say, but we stole this vehicle for 2800 American dollars. It may or may not have a cool 263,000 miles on it but who's counting? Thus begins a new chapter of our family's pay-only-cash-for-cars-off-Craigslist experiment. At this time I'd rather not discuss the gas mileage or Brad might put the thing back on the Craigslist in a furor of gas pump anger.
So. If you need something towed, or to drive 6 rowdy preteen boys and all their hockey equipment to the ice rink, or to pick up a large piece of furniture from the Pottery Barn outlet, I'm your man. Or Mom, as it were.