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Waitin' on the VIN from the seller so I can look it up.

http://www.ksl.com/index.php?sid=0&nid=443&tab=list/view&ad=2006499 I checked it over. Only rust I saw was the front bumper (as pictured). Rumor has it the timing belt was only six months old.

That's what they get for riding in your car. "I HAVE NO RESPECT FOR YOUR MOTION SICKNESS! THE TRAIL BECKONS ME!"

Amen!

PICTURES!

Never leave home without your twelve-gauge shotty!

Forthcoming is the first summer in-which I'll have my Pathy -- the first 4x4 I've owned in four years. I'm giddy like a school girl on prom night. First things first: As soon as it gets warmer (if it gets warm -- damned weather!), I want to fix the interior of this vehicle: Change the apholstery in the most cost effective and expedient way I can. I don't even know where to begin on such a project: Where to get supplies or what kinds of tools I may need. Any advice? Novel ideas?

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It's true. This forum is the best.

MrJim, you and your Pathy are awesome people. Your community is better because of you both.

When I was eighteen, I had a jeep (rusty old jeeps are great cars for kids: easy to fix, tend to resell rather well, no remorse in beating the hell out of them) and acres and acres of undeveloped land surrounding me. Now honestly, what's an eighteen-year-old kid supposed to do with those two resources at his disposal? Adulthood necessitated I get rid of my wrangler (I sank so much money into that thing). Fast forward to last summer: A friend of mine needed some cash and happened to have an 88 pathfinder he wasn't using anymore. It was a match made in heaven. I love my pathy.

BLASPHEMY!

Sounds t'me like all you gotta do is manufacture your own vehilce with 4" lift stock and you're in good shape.

Fortunately for me, there's a special loophole around the whole "lift restrictions" in my state. If the vehicle is registered as a "farm vehicle," you can lift it as much as you want. So every once in a while, I haul piles of sod or dog food for my parents. Lucky for me, that counts.

Whenever I see Honda Civics with expensive rims, tires, or decorations, I think of the line from Fight Club: "How embarassing; a house full of condiments and no food." I promise, kids: Swappin' out the exhaust won't change the fact that you still drive four-banger engines.

That's sweet.

Fare well and good luck.

Kids or any of the other byproducts of condoms' misuse.

My Pathy got a mountain of MRE's and packets of drinking water -- for the times when I take it into the boonies and leprechauns slash all the tires, break my antanna and cut my hamstrings. . . .

Lessee... - First Aid Kit x2 - Those "hand warmer" packs x4 - An assortment of knives - Various wrenches - Assorted screw drivers - Pliars, wire cutters/strippers - Multimeter - Few feet of copper cable - Electrical tape - Duct tape xInfinity - Flashlight - Various radio parts - Conglomeration of spare engine parts - Trash from the last eleven years. . . .

That's nifty.

I bought my 'Finder from a buddy because he wanted it to have a good home and a bright future.