In the depths of s2k storage withdrawal syndrome?
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In the depths of s2k storage withdrawal syndrome?
We could use a forum therapist.
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Sometimes I chuckle when I think of how I can drive top down in California for 365 days out of the year, and seldom get a drop of water inside the cabin, barely cranking the heater.
And then I look at real estate prices and think... Yea, the rest of the country wins. I'll happily garage the S for winter for $500k-1m off a big house and some land
Grass is always greener folks!
... Where's that damn therapist already?
And then I look at real estate prices and think... Yea, the rest of the country wins. I'll happily garage the S for winter for $500k-1m off a big house and some land
Grass is always greener folks!
... Where's that damn therapist already?
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shrykhar (12-04-2016)
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It's mod time!!
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Storing the car sucks, but come spring it is like getting a brand new car! I've had mine for more than 13 years. It still has the original top and is in fantastic shape. If I lived where it could be driven year round, the car would be ready for replacement by now.
That said, winter depression is setting in and we don't even have snow yet.
That said, winter depression is setting in and we don't even have snow yet.
Last edited by Conedodger; 12-05-2016 at 04:26 AM.
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Nice Wenonah hanging in the back.
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Storing the car sucks, but come spring it is like getting a brand new car! I've had mine for more than 13 years. It still has the original top and is in fantastic shape. If I lived where it could be driven year round, the car would be ready for replacement by now.
That said, winter depression is setting in and we don't even have snow yet.
That said, winter depression is setting in and we don't even have snow yet.
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I stored mine every winter for the seven years I had it. 160 days was my longest streak during the polar vortex. Some deprivation can go a long way toward developing a real appreciation for something. At the least, it gave me something to look forward to during the cold months. Fond memories of those first Spring drives with lingering melting snow: