Like many people, I have a bucket list. Since I’ve entered my “golden years,” the “autumn of my life,” or “sunset valley,” (take your pick) I’ve become acutely aware of the things I’ve yet to check off. Well, I just checked another one. My wife has allowed me (she hates when I say that) to buy a Jeep Wrangler. I’ve wanted one for a long time, and now that I’ve retired from my day job, it seemed like the right moment to pull the trigger.
Not only that, it seemed like a good deal. She’s a cherry (at least that’s what the used car salesman told me). After looking for a long time and doing my homework, it appeared to be a good buy. Only time will tell. As far as I’m concerned, purchasing a used vehicle is always a crapshoot. At least this time, the price was right.
We picked her up on a Friday evening and didn’t have a good opportunity to try her out properly. Saturday was a different story. It was a beautiful day, low humidity, and a temperature of 88º. So we dutifully removed the ragtop from the Jeep and headed out for a spin.
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