Pictures 19 January 2008When I had anything to do with cars myself, I was definitely from the paper clip and chewing gum school of auto maintenance. In my family the general trend was to replace a vehicle once a decade whether it needed it or not. The first vehicle I drove was one of the first SUV's. It was Dodge Ramcharger. In reality it was nothing but a pickup whose cab extended over the pic-up bed. When it started it emitted a cloud of oily blue smoke that sent the neighborhood children running as if the Keiser had just lobbed a canister of mustard gass into their foxhool. The owner of this car seemes to have dealt with a design flaw with abit of ingenuity. The front fender appears to be some sort of plastic. As I have often scraped the front section of the car when driving I am surprised this damage is more prevelant than it is. I firmly believe that these types of scars are what gives a car charcter. Now, that it is held togehter with strink it can have a plucky name like "Buster" which happens to be Charlie's middle name. So mysterious owner of the tough Bug Charlie would be honored to lend you one of his names.
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