In an effort to make sure that I can safely transport not one, but two children, we bought a station wagon to replace my truck.
I am loath to get rid of it, but why does one man need two vehicles? So to keep my increasingly pregnant wife’s mind at ease, we are getting the safe and sensible Volvo v70. All-wheel drive? Check. Gobs of airbags? Check. Build in booster seats? Check.
Oh, the shame. I’ll look like just another suburbanite in my car. No more man of mystery in the pickup.
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