This Ford is my chariot, but I wonder why.
It maketh me to lie down in muddy roads, it stalleth in deep waters.
It stresseth my soul, for it be the best but the oldest of its namesake.
Yea, though I ride through the Hills of the High Desert, I shall fear no trail.
For my Bronco is under me.
Still, thy creaks and thy groans, they discomfort me.
Thy performance threatens embarrassment in the presence of mine enemies.
Thy seals anointest my head with oil, thy radiator runneth over.
Surely, the memory of my decision will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the
poor house forever."

Sweet tech. :shaking: Add this too it. Built Ford tough with other peoples stuff.

this thread blows.

Can we nominate this to the chit chat classics? Clearly something this amazing should be remembered for ever, how did you ever come up with something so amazingly cleaver

move this thread ANYWHERE but here.....