AWS
Custom Accessory Maker & Retired PM Staff
I drove one yesterday, interesting experience for an old fart that grew up when overhead valves were still new.
Lane assist, auto braking, engine shutting off and restarting at a stop sign, you name it it's got it. Even little lights in the mirrors to tell you when your past a car or one is alongside you, tv camera to show what's behind you, headlights that dim automatically. Wow
My wife has HER OWN cars and motor home she drove her last car for 25 years, a base model Voyager, even had crank windows. The motor home she's had for 20 years, while I hunted the north country she'd take off for the southwest. She turns 85 this year and decided she wanted one more nice car and picked up a fully loaded Chevy Trailblazer. She took me to the eye surgeon yesterday about 600 mile round trip, I got to drive it for the first time. She thinks I'm a terrible driver, more concerned about finding good coyote hunting than what's in the road ahead.
Driving in a new city with a GPS you've never used before. Turning a couple hundred yards short of where you should have and then trying to find a way back to where you should have turned.
Things are slow here in the summer, though you would enjoy old fart stories.
Lane assist, auto braking, engine shutting off and restarting at a stop sign, you name it it's got it. Even little lights in the mirrors to tell you when your past a car or one is alongside you, tv camera to show what's behind you, headlights that dim automatically. Wow
My wife has HER OWN cars and motor home she drove her last car for 25 years, a base model Voyager, even had crank windows. The motor home she's had for 20 years, while I hunted the north country she'd take off for the southwest. She turns 85 this year and decided she wanted one more nice car and picked up a fully loaded Chevy Trailblazer. She took me to the eye surgeon yesterday about 600 mile round trip, I got to drive it for the first time. She thinks I'm a terrible driver, more concerned about finding good coyote hunting than what's in the road ahead.
Driving in a new city with a GPS you've never used before. Turning a couple hundred yards short of where you should have and then trying to find a way back to where you should have turned.
Things are slow here in the summer, though you would enjoy old fart stories.