Wiredgeek Wrote:oh definitely. If you're lucky I won't even put you to work hauling boxes and polishing the woodwork!Oh, that's okay. My Mom used to sling around a '88 Dodge Ram 350 15-Passenger Van (the one that had the 440 cubic inch V-8) in a way that made owners of lesser vehicles cringe in horror. And she'd do it all with a wink and a smile. Sadly, that vehicle's life came to an end when some bat-shit insane woman in a little red Barretta thought she could beat my Mom at the left turn of an intersection. She must have hit the front-passenger side wheel at something like ninety-miles-per-hour, because nearly shoved her engine block into her lap and, despite the point of impact, managed to bend the Van's frame, thus totalling it.
Though, to be fair, the 8000lb death machine is just a boring old chevy van.. but if you squint just right...
Pity. I loved that monster.