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*looks at craigslist prices*
...nevermind
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Depressing ain’t it?
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There’s a dealer whose got an 06 listed for 29k...like the fuck? another one was listed as needing “frame work” was listed for like 8k. Straight up stupid. And my uncle has a beautiful, stock TJ with the 4.0L and 6 speed and he refuses to sell it even though it hasn’t been driven in years
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Jeeps are the strangest used vehicles out there. For a vehicle that is a Jack of all trades but master of none resale on them is insane.
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As per usual, Mr. Regular nails it... but his Jeep wave list is slightly off. TJs and YJs should be switched and the JK needs to be after the YJ but before every other Jeep. YJs are like the half brother you like even though there’s something not quite right about him. You approach a YJ on the road and you know its a Wrangler, but something is wrong. Something in your head doesn’t quite add up. Why does it have square headlights? Where are those shining circles of familiarity? Why is it different? You don’t like change. You wave, with two fingers and a thumb on your steering wheel, and smile politely. It’s still family, after all.
The JK gets a wave because it’s still a Wrangler. It’s the least-Wrangler Wrangler to date, but you wave because you know that person bought their JK with similar intentions. That Jeep will find it’s place on the trail one day, and then it will truly be part of the family.
And honestly, no one waves to non-Wranglers, unless its a Wagoneer or Cherokee made before the year 2002. Everything else is shunned.
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Just found an ‘04 for $25k...
I’m done. Can’t go on. It hurts.
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My friend had a 4 cylinder TJ. It could just barely hit 75 mph down a hill. Fifth gear was basically useless, unless on said hill. I once grossly misjudged just how slow it was while entering a freeway and almost got drilled by an 18 wheeler. No top and no doors made that experience far scarier than it would have been in most cars. An 18 wheeler laying on the horn and swerving around me while I watch the speedometer slowly crawling toward 40 mph with my foot to the floor in second gear is one of the few pants-shitting moments I’ve had in my life.