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Sweet! An Escape Bronco. Almost as sweet as a PT cruiser....just a Neon with a stupid face. :p

I've never leased a vehicle. Never liked the idea of not owning, then there can be costly consequences after the lease expires.

Santa won't bring me my '72 GMC 1/2 ton pickup, 4-speed with a V-8. I'm no a non-believer.

The Japanese has been making better vehicles than the USA for many decades, including motorcycles. Now other Asian countries are ahead of us. We continue to fail, much like our society.

My wife loves the look of new Broncos. That was before I showed her the problems they've had. They want big money for big problems. Maybe it's the look-at-me thing. Like buying a Land Rover. Look at me while it's not in the shop.

Just like guns and so many other things manufactured today, dedication to craftsmanship has sheet the bed.

That's why prices of low-mile examples of what you describe, are through the roof.

Colt, S&W & Ruger have all brought back what they claim to be their vintage lines, but none have done them justice. Fit and finish, materials and designs are not the same, are of lower quality. They don't cut it. Well, maybe the cheese.

If the author would like, I'll demonstrate for him my gun's lack of power and security in the form of real world rebuttal.

Pull my finger!

Wow! Are you afebrile for the time being?

Hegseth gave a great update today!

Howz about the endless "like?" LIKE...that valley girl crap became, like, an English epidemic. Like, fer sure!

Keep those F++++++ grow nurseries far from residents! There was an established neighborhood in WA where a weed nursery was approved and constructed. "How do I find your house?" "When you smell skunk, take a right and I'm the second home on the left."

Knock that off, or you'll be singing a different tune.

Nooo! Now the ball's in your court.

Please don't use the phrase "At the end of the day...blah, blah blah." That's all I have.

The first time ever experiencing shooting of any kind was with my dad and his friends in the Cascades when I was about 8 years old. We were there for fishing the river, but the guys brought me along on a walk with them while plinking with their .22s. I recall a chipmunk and the smell of gun...

True enough, but if the kid is as serious as I was about hitting his mark, others will do as well. Mine was a Winchester model 250 lever action, tube feed. I knew that if the first shot was a miss, my quarry probably wouldn't sit there for a second shot.