This car has been with me and Our Big Guy, quickly followed by Our Sweetie, at which point it drove across country to Connecticut and with the arrival of Pretty Girl, it became Greg's commuter car. Many long hours on I-95 and eventually our favorite freeway - The Merritt. And finally these last few years back in the west.
So with the Democrats in power and the corrupt EPA gathering more power than it should - I was imagining a very fuel-efficient car. Something around 35...maybe 40 mpg. Something with 4 doors, sleek - yet professional.
But Greg had other plans.
This was his chance - and he knew it - to get what he'd been dreaming about for many years. And frankly, there was no stopping him.
This is NOT a commuter car (which Greg needs). It's not efficient by any means (17mpg). It's not practical (stick shift).
But it's been with us for 2 weeks now, and every morning Greg is pretty much leaping out of bed - ready to go drive his car to...anywhere. He comes home with the biggest grin on his face, excited to tell me another fascinating fact yet again about the Toyota FJ Cruiser.
I call it Greg's mid-life crisis.
He tells me it's a good thing he didn't pick a girl...