Listen, I’d give Big Willy a million stars, but my Ford - TurboColtGT
Listen, I’d give Big Willy a million stars, but my Ford Ranger’s too busy flexing its fresh oil and perfectly spun tires to count that high. Rolled in for an oil change, tire balance, and rotation, and rolled out with a truck so smug it’s basically auditioning for Top Gear. The oil’s so clean, my engine’s humming like it just dropped a mixtape—straight fire, no skips. The tires? Balanced and rotated with NASA-level precision—I’m out here Tokyo-drifting through suburbia, scaring squirrels and impressing exactly no one because I still can’t parallel park. The crew was faster than a caffeinated cheetah, nicer than my grandma with a plate of cookies, and I swear my Ranger whispered, ‘Thanks, bro,’ when I fired it up. Absolute legends—my truck’s living its best life now, and I’m just along for the ride!
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