Auto Review: Leading the Pack of Midsize Pickups
Mean-spirited midsize pickups shook me into a denim and tie-dyed froth in the ’70s . I looked like some sort of wobbly hippie-dippy milkshake when I poured myself out of those trucks — and that was after just a 10-minute trip to the grocery store. My first puny pickup — a tinny, mustard-colored ’77 Datsun that I bought after extended exposure to the Grateful Dead and Elvis Costello — bounced and vibrated so badly that I could not see...
