This new used truck has a bed about big enough to carry the former one in, and I’m kind of luxuriating in its roominess. My previous work trucks for the past 18 years were an ’88 Jeep Comanche and a ’99 Ford Ranger. The cab of this ’97 is about as big as the lobby of Detroit’s Fox Theater, and its bed is about the size of a football field. All right, slight exaggeration. I own a great big truck all of a sudden.
It has 14,000 fewer miles on it than the Ranger, and everything works on the thing, including the fuel gauge … the wipers, the muffler, the interior lights, the dashboard lights, etc., etc. Work motoring life is suddenly good again, for only $2,500.
It has 14,000 fewer miles on it than the Ranger, and everything works on the thing, including the fuel gauge … the wipers, the muffler, the interior lights, the dashboard lights, etc., etc. Work motoring life is suddenly good again, for only $2,500.
