Only in my dreams for now. I'm the cash-poorest I've ever been, while I start this new business idea and wait for it to accelerate to the point where it pays all the bills. But my dream is to have what you have, actually: one vehicle for economy, and one for getting done whatever you need to get done. The Cellar Car has been awesome to me, and a continuing thanks to everybody on that, I want to keep it until it dies, but it is not the ideal for moving heavy bass speakers around.
And when Jim leased me that Frontier, well, that was an awesome thing to have. It just felt great. I won't lie to save the earth. Everyone should drive them. Those big bubble tires, that massive, gas-burning engine, ruining the entire environment just to get from 0-60 faster than a truck should be allowed, it just felt awesome. As long as I could set aside the ruining the entire environment part. And most days I could, because damn, I'm driving around a truck, you know? I mean goddamn.
I'm serious too. Don't take this as sarcasm. I've toned that down. I loved having a truck and I don't believe my additional fuel usage was harmful enough to overcome my feeling awesome.
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