The Ricker has two cars.
Two of the exact same car. A Cadillac STS. Black, with gold accents and a cloth top. One is a 1992 with about 240,000 miles on it. The other is a 1999 that must be pushing 100,000. Years of commuting 110 miles per day will do that.
He rotates them with the seasons. In the winter, the '92 comes out. The car is a few hundred pounds heavier, and the Ricker swears it is better in the snow. He thinks the ride is also smoother. The '99 gets better gas mileage. Other than that, I don't know why he drives it. He clearly prefers the '92.
I guess rotating cars is easier than rotating tires.
Two of the exact same car. A Cadillac STS. Black, with gold accents and a cloth top. One is a 1992 with about 240,000 miles on it. The other is a 1999 that must be pushing 100,000. Years of commuting 110 miles per day will do that.
He rotates them with the seasons. In the winter, the '92 comes out. The car is a few hundred pounds heavier, and the Ricker swears it is better in the snow. He thinks the ride is also smoother. The '99 gets better gas mileage. Other than that, I don't know why he drives it. He clearly prefers the '92.
I guess rotating cars is easier than rotating tires.
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