This thread isn't anything informative or useful, just a vent... Last Wednesday I started off my day by walking out to my truck to find that my glove box was open and everything pulled out, someone broke in cause I didn't do it, didn't take anything cause I don't keep anything worth taking in there. So I clean up and go to school, pulled in the parking lot and had to back up three times for a moron who went the wrong direction and on the third time I popped my clutch... Something with that cause my fan blades to fold and half and chew my radiator wide open spewing fluids for 10 minutes... I was gonna fix it myself with parts from JC Whitney for around $200. But my stubborn grandpa who passed the truck down to me decided to take it to the most expensive place in town to have it fixed. So after what felt like years my truck was finished on Tuesday and cost me $670 to have everything done. Then my grandpa decided he was gonna go get the door fixed before he gave it back to me a week after I'd already made plans to fix it with a buddy, so as of today... I've gone a week without my truck, and I miss it like a baby missing it blankey...

 

Most of us love our trucks. It's normal. It felt like days when I had to wait an hour for new wheels and tires after owning the truck for only three days.