You know you're driving a toyota when...

Forgot one:

when you have no alternator, no radiator, there's no oil on the stick, and you can still drive yourself to the repair shop to pick up the parts.

 

when your truck can take a head on collision from an excusion at 40 mph and just mess up the IFS

when your truck spends its last 4 months on jack stands because youre modding it so much.

when you have replaced the transmission and transfer case and IFS at 260,000 miles not because of wear but because of a head on collision and a faulty driveshaft that broke in half going down the highway at 70mph

when your gas tank can take a beating from said drive shaft and only have a few dents.

when youre truck will not stop rattling!

when to change the oil you have to drive up onto the neighbors car to flex the suspension enough to get to the filter.

when you have a devil horns logo on your grill to cover your back if you tell a girl youre horny and she doesnt take to it well

thats all i got for now

 

Now that one go me LOLing.

 

...when your drivers' side seat panel is cracked

 

When you can do this.....(look at my signature pic)

 

you stomp the gas and rice goes everywhere!

 

When it took 3 weeks to find your clock...

When your clutch squeaks...

When your engine ticks...

When your dash rattles...

When your seat belts are hanging out the door every time you walk up...

When you hear a strange pop every time you accelerate from a stop...

When you can see daylight through your frame...

And you still know you can drive to the north pole, up a volcano, and off a building and still drive home smiling.

 

about the engine ticking, i actually have a friend who has a Toyota 4runner with the 3.4 V6, at school they suspected his engine ticking may have been a bomb, so they actually broke into his vehicle and searched it...they fucked up his alarm in the process which cost him 500 bucks....idda been pissed but it makes a killer tale

 

mine doesn't do that one

maybe i have a defective model

 

when your best friend who has always driven turboed "ricers" and a heavily modded g35 has to drive you home, steps on the gas for the first time, quickly takes his foot off the gas and looks at you with a face and says "damn! this truck has a shit load of torque!"

 

when someone in a chevy follows you for 5 mins just to give you a "nice truck" and a thumbs up!!

 

Obviously someone has never seen fight club. ("modern bombs don't tick") Man if someone did that to my baby I'd prolly shoot them on general principle for being stupid.

 

this made me LOL.. all of these are so true!
i get so pissed when i lock my door and walk away.. then see my seatbelt hanging out..

 

i second that

 

...When you're speeding down the highway, escaping the end of the world; Buildings are falling into crumbles, babies are crying on the side of the road, Gigantic meteorites are slamming into the concrete sending chunks slamming into other vehicles and taking out bridges; Fords, Chevys, Dodges, and Hondas are breaking down as they try for their lives and you're slamming into them and pushing right through with the utmost of power, you're passenger starts screaming something like, "YearghraAAAArghaeaaaaraa!" and his f***in head explodes. You got blood everywhere and your stuffs all f***ed up but you're still goin. There's fire and chaos all around and people are screaming and holding each other tightly. The earth trembles and the highway is collapsing behind you. Gripping the steering wheel tightly, you slam the accelerator. 115. There ya go. Thunder is slamming the smoke-filled skies with brilliant echoes. Engine roaring, you hit massive rubble, working your shocks and bottoming out like never before, but you keep going. You can't stop. A random body is tossed onto your windshield. Did he want help? Who cares. He's dead now... And your windshield is cracked and your driver side mirror is gone. All in that split second, shifting your attention back to the hell at hand, you notice you're coming to the end of the highway. Nowhere else to go. Hit the sand. A giant crab-person busts out of the ground and you hit it and kill it. You're vehicle looks like hell but it's still going. It's plowing straight through the soft dust. Sand is fly out from under your tires as they fly up and down, working the shocks and springs good, creating a giant dust cloud. Eyes widening, you hit that dune ahead of you. Your at the top when you quickly look in your rear view mirror. The whole world is collapsing in on itself behind you. You bomb down the hill, jarring up and down on rocks covered in sand, knuckles white on the steering wheel. Why hasn't this thing failed yet!? Your at the bottom and nearing the ocean shore. Nowhere else to go. You're forced to stop. You step out of the beaten machinery and marvel that it's still running.

Right here. This is the exact moment that you truly realize and understand that you're driving a Toyota.

So you close your eyes right as the dune goes down. Your next. But not your Yoda. The world implodes and amazingly your Toyota flies into space at a never ending speed. The engine is still running. If it weren't for the damn ocean, you would have kept going. No matter what.

 

Exactly^...

But our 1st gen speedos only go to 110... other than that you pretty much described my commute.

 

When you look at the interior pics of a late 1980s truck and be like hey! that looks a lot like the insides of my 03!

 

When you just wana drive it even though you ran out of gas money.

You kind of hope some thing goes wrong so you can fix it, but then get annoyed when it does break.