Labor Day giveaway contest!

Isn't that proposal on YouTube? I think I have seen it if it is the one I am thinking of.

 

Yea haha

 

Saturday bump. Come on everyone, let's get some more great stories in here before midnight tomorrow night!

 

Still open to stories. Doesn't close until midnight Sunday.

 

It was a cold blustery day in San Franciscoin 2005, but hey it was summer and I was assembled and ready to make a splash in the US of A. The country was getting itself back together after a horrible incident in 2001; the stock market was up, houses were selling faster than they could be built, and the auto loans… They were easy to get, as easy as a subprime mortgage. I was here, here to boost yota fan’s spirits. A new class truck with a 4.0 liter engine, a tranny made for aV-8 and a rock solid body that made women drip as I soaked up the open road. Not since the Toyota from Back to the Future in the 80s was there more envy heaped upon a midsize truck. Me personally I was a rarity, a Double Cab Long Bed TRD Sport 4x4 model. Only my single and access cab buddies would regularly have an ass like mine. You could pile camping gear and cooler upon cooler in my tail end and I would haul it and love it, man the 5 footer double cabs were jealous.

But I digress…Top of my class and ready to go. I learned that an older gentleman was to take me home. He walked up to me and signed the papers on my hood. I heard him tell the salesman that he was a peace officer from Novato; he wanted me to tow his fishing boat, and camper with the wife. I wanted a younger guy, and the ladies, but I was bound to man by the ink on line, my fate, my path was his to control. He hopped in and never broke the speed limit on the way home. Hell he even manually shifted my auto transmission doing the work for me. For seven years I towed for him,and watched my 2nd generation buddy’s mod out, cruising by with oversized tires and regeared locked rears. I would sit for months at a time neglected under a tarp growing mold in my weather stripping as he drove his patrol car home. The wife wouldn’t drive me but down to the storage unit to move her ever growing collection of crap, and every once in a while I would get to live it up in Santa Cruz helping their daughter move during college. Then it came, in February of 2012, my owner after 48,000 miles of borderline neglect took me into the dealership. I hoped for some mods, maybe bigger tires. Nope. He was trading me in; he wanted a Tundra for the new boat he bought for retirement. I gave him the best years a new up and coming 2nd gen. had to give and this is what I got in return an f’ing snug top, pioneer nav. system and mold issues. Thanks, Dick (that was his name, Dick. Fitting Eh.).

There I sat at the Toyota dealership wondering where I would land next. 2012, dammit I was getting a late start. I looked around and could already see the new “improvements” on my bodystyle. Who would want me now? Would I ever live up to my potential? Would I see MOAB, or anything other than a grated dirt road in Northern California that ended in paved camping spot? These questions raced through my on board computer.

A salesman leaned on my hood talking to a perspective buyer. The dude was from Chico, CA, I heard they have a great brewery there,and it’s a party town. I wasn’t about to get my hopes up, after all this lesbian couple had test driven me and it looked like I would be theirs. I’m not knocking their hygiene as I support all views/and life styles, but let’s just say I would be needing a lot of cab air freshener if things went in this direction. The salesman slapped his hand on my hood, laughed and shouted to the other salesman, “Shit, I think this kid wants this truck, we’re here latetonight he’s driving down”.

They washed and detailed the hell out of me, as I waited. The guy finally showed up driving a Geo Prizm. I had my doubts. He walked around me, we went for a test drive, and he got on it as we drove past the Oakland Coliseum. The salesman told him to relax, but dam I wanted more. We got back and he said he’d take me. He drove me home that weekend.

I wondered if he would mod me, I saw him surfing on Tacoma World for parts at the end of the first month I had a spacer lift, wheels and bigger tires. I was on my way! Over the next year I experienced pure ecstasy as he installed mod after mod. The SAWS, he even found me the sought after original All Pro Hybrid bumper I wanted since day one. We played like teenagers, getting me stuck in the mud and snow, camping with his dog and lady, 4x4ing, shooting we did it all together. I didn’t even mind when he chopped my cab mounts so he could stuff those tires in there.

Then came the big trip to Colorado.I was loaded up for camping to the extreme. I was the Grand Canyon, Zion, Moab, Colorado, Wyoming, Montana, Idaho, and Nevada. This guy took me everywhere a Tacoma should go. It felt good. Hell he even conceived his daughter in me on that trip with the wife. I think it was her birthday. That’s one thunder and lightning storm in MOAB I’ll never forget, he locked the dogs in my cab while he checked out my rear suspension capabilities. It turns out they do squeak and I may need an expo pack at some point. Way to go owner!

It happened on the way home from that trip, I faltered. First my in cab temperature gauge went, like so many before it. Then the humming, soft at first, and then it built, louder and louder. I saw the sign forReno, I knew I could make back. Come on Highway 80 be good to me. The humming in the cab lead to pulling over, where my owner would place his hand on my hub- it was as if he wanted me to be okay-it was warm, but I could make it and did. We got back and he jumped on TW, he knew what was up, he needed a BAMAToy1997 hub assembly, but there was no time. He just took a new job and needed me. Hundreds of dollars later, at a sub par shop I sat as they fixed me up with sub parparts, no OEM here. Dam you Saturday, and a work week on Monday that had to be met. I appreciate his efforts though.

Well here I sit today, from a bygone year, a time when we didn’t need TPMS sensors, or a navigation system. My left front now is up for repair. I have miles left to give. For all you Tacoma’s that came after show me the respect I’m due dammit. I beseech you. Without me you wouldn’t now about the fan blower problem, the shitty factory leaf spring issues, the problems with the cab mount rubbing. Someone had to do it, and I was the first of my kind, your “Daddy” so to speak. I’m an O.G. All that respect you get today started with us 2005s. I’m ICE Cube from Boyz in the Hood, not Are We There Yet. Let me have what I need to keep at it, don’t treat me like some recalled Prius,or heaven forbid a GMC. I don’t want to leave this guy stranded. He's really okay.

Tacoma World and Merica F'k Ya,

-2005 Silver Taco

 

Once upon a time, I was a sexy young slut. 25,000 miles young when I first laid eyes on him. He came inside me and took me for a drive of my life. From there, we were inseparable. He took me on many trips, up and down the SoCal area. He even took me to and from his home, Oregon, a few times. We've gone on many off road trips and never did I leave him disappointed. Mud, rock, snow - I've conquered them all, afterall, anything for my man!

I've let him do many unforgiving things with other girls while inside of me. I even take him, his 'other biatch', and his 'Little Princess' to theme parks such as Disneyland and Knotts Berry Farm while he leaves me sitting in the parking lot waiting - Rude! Even though this 'other biatch' is out of the picture now, I still cater to him and his 'Little Princess' in Oregon. He told me he's going to have to take it easy on me as I'm getting old and he needs me to take him to and from work and school. He hasn't taken me out on any off road adventures for 2 years now, doesn't help when I lost control on the icy road last year when I took him to the mountains so he can snowboard.

5 and a half years later of being with him, I am 104,000 miles young and the miles ain't dropping. I want to show this sexy stud that I can be a cougar with new steroid-injected wheel bearings. It'll make him deciding on my next shoe size a bit easier as they've got 40,000 miles on them and maybe he'll take me out to play in the mud.

 

Doesn't 1st gen and 2nd gen utilize the same wheel bearing?

 

No, sadly they don't. The 1st Gen has the bearing pressed directly into the steering spindle. The 2nd gen has a hub bearing assembly that bolts on.

Entries are over. Sorry I didn't get the voting in last night as I had planned. To make up for this I will set the new contest thread and voting to expire 5pm on Tuesday. Entries are closed.... Thanks. Some really awesome stories!

 

So does that mean that people have more time to make a story or that this contest is closed and a new one will open.

 

That means that story entries are no longer being accepted, and that a new thread is open with votes.

 

Fixed. Fuckin rock and roll!

 

OK, just an FYI, I haven't gotten the bearing sent out yet, but will tomorrow