Sunday, February 26, 2012

Day One Hundred and Sixty-Nine

The It's So Much Bigger Than Adam's Truck He Wasn't Even Mad Truck


Adam likes him a Ford truck. Manly, dirty, country, big. And when we bought the Raptor, this is exactly what he got. We like our pickup because of its size and durability. It's big, safe, reliable, and let's face it: a lot of fun. It might not get the world's greatest gas mileage, it may not fit through a typical automated car wash, it's so wide that without marker lights, it's not street legal, and if you're looking for a parking spot, forget about it. But putting those trivial things aside, the Raptor was exactly what we wanted. And fits us perfectly. 

We don't know what purpose Mark Buehrle's truck possibly could serve, but parking and fuel economy certainly were not on his list. Sitting in the Marlins parking lot, taking up two spaces (it's just that big), was this monster of a truck, easily the size of a semi. When Adam noticed it in the lot today, we couldn't help but to stop and marvel at its impressive girth. I've never seen such a spectacle in my entire life. I would literally need a ladder to climb in. And I'm surprised Mark doesn't have one for himself! Mark is the Marlins newly acquired starting pitcher, standing 6'2" and weighing 230. Hopefully he at least has some good hops on him!

And now, with great thanks to Mark, my husband's feels justified about the 12.5 MPG we get in our little truck. After all, Mark's latest trip to the pump only cost him SEVEN HUNDRED DOLLARS. No big deal. Right? But I must concede, Ford worked some magic when they pieced this American Beauty together.

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