Proof of the "trendiness" of trucks/SUVs....

[unknownroad]

Ahh, snow... I still remember the excitement of driving a fwd car on nearly-bald tires and having it lose traction on a steep downhill. And being blown clean across a bridge in a 4wd truck on ice.

My solution was to move someplace warm.

[pauldun170]

Originally Posted by unknownroad

Ahh, snow... I still remember the excitement of driving a fwd car on nearly-bald tires and having it lose traction on a steep downhill. And being blown clean across a bridge in a 4wd truck on ice.

My solution was to move someplace warm.

I made a few snowy trips upstate in an 82 V6 Monte Carlo that not only had bald tires...it had wide bald tires. I always had one wheel with tread on it, however more often than not it sat in the trunk because it was a different size rim than the others on the car.

I used to carry 3 full spare tires in the back for those trips.

[karl_1052]

Originally Posted by unknownroad

Ahh, snow... I still remember the excitement of driving a fwd car on nearly-bald tires and having it lose traction on a steep downhill. And being blown clean across a bridge in a 4wd truck on ice.

My solution was to move someplace warm.

I drove one winter with tires so bald they eventually went flat. There was zero tread on them. I still didn't have a problem driving in snow.

[shmike]

Originally Posted by karl_1052

I drove one winter with tires so bald they eventually went flat. There was zero tread on them. I still didn't have a problem driving in snow.

When I lived up there, we didn’t even have tires. I drove around on the steel wheels.

Sometimes they had too much traction, so I’d hose them down at night and drive on the frozen donuts that remained.

Mid-winter in the “snow-belt”, driving uphill both to and from the lumberjack job on wheels made of ice: THAT is character.

[karl_1052]

Originally Posted by shmike

When I lived up there, we didn’t even have tires. I drove around on the steel wheels.

Sometimes they had too much traction, so I’d hose them down at night and drive on the frozen donuts that remained.

Mid-winter in the “snow-belt”, driving uphill both to and from the lumberjack job on wheels made of ice: THAT is character.

Were you moonlighting as a waiter?