Now listen here—don’t go around sayin’ your truck is That’s just plain disrespectful. She ain’t broke... she’s just temporarily outta commission and waitin’ on a few key pieces to come back to life. Think of her like a jigsaw puzzle—just missin’ a couple of important parts. A new starter, maybe some fresh head gaskets, struts that don’t squeak when you breathe near ’em, a whole motor if we’re bein’ honest… oh, and can’t forget that elusive headlight fluid everyone’s talkin’ about. But once you’ve rounded all that up—well, she’ll purr like a kitten ridin’ a cloud. Might even feel like drivin’ off the lot brand-new, minus the AC, radio, and the door that only opens from the inside if you whisper sweet nothings to it. Course, before you fire her up, best to check under the seat and behind the glove box—just in case that raccoon’s still livin’ in there. He’s been squattin’ rent-free for a while now. Claims he knows how to drive a stick, too, though we haven’t seen proof of that yet. Bottom line? She ain’t dead. She’s just restin’. Real trucks don’t die—they just wait until you’re ready to believe in ’em again