The 2012 Toyota Sienna (Wow, what a Minivan!)
Man, I loved driving this. Comfy, ROOMY. Let me say that again. ROOMY. Visibility galore! The eletronic goodies and great mileage. Here's the virtual test drive vid:
The 2012 Toyota Tacoma!
Okay, I'm in love again. This time with a truck!
You know, I've never owned a pickup before, and quite frankly, if I bought a 2012 Toyota Tacoma, I could probably still say that! This is NOT what you think of when you think "pickup truck." It's plush, comfy, technologically sharp, and a truly awesome ride.
The 2012 Toyota Camry!
Wow, Toyota has really outdone itself with the new redesigned (I like to say reimagined) Camry. Roomy, sporty, classy and an awesome driving machine. You've GOT to test drive one of these babies at Larry Miller Toyota.
The 2012 Toyota Prius!
I am really excited about the 2012 Prius. I'd never driven one of these amazing cars before, so when Mark Mauer and the gang at Larry Miller Toyota handed me the keys, they didn't have to ask twice!
The ride is so smooth, and you wanna talk ROOMY? PLENTY of room to get confortable in the Prius. Being a techie, I have to admit that I was wowed by how much detail I got about the operation of the power system while driving, all at a quick glance. You can see very precisely how your driving habits affect the mileage you get in the Prius, and I quickly learned how to use the hybrid system to get 50+ mpg. With gas prices climbing daily, this is an incredible opportunity to maximize your driving dollars.
Roomy, high-tech, comfortable and eco-friendly. I'm loving the new 2012 Toyota Prius!
Yesterday, I rode to celebrate the birthday of Sonny Barger, famed outlaw biker, founder of Hell's Angels Motorcycle Club (the inspiration for the F/X hit show "Sons of Anarchy") and Cave Creek area resident.
It was a blast. Those guys ride really, really fast, which brought to mind the opening scene from Season 5 of Sons of Anarchy.
From SOA, Season 5 Episode 1:
Jax (v/o): Something happens at around 92 miles an hour - thunder-headers drown out all sound, engine vibrations travels at a heart's rate, field of vision funnels into the immediate and suddenly you're not on the road, you're in it. A part of it. Traffic, scenery, cops - just cardboard cutouts blowing over as you past. Sometimes I forget the rush of that. That's why I love these long runs.
Sorry to disagree, Jax, but after the ride yesterday, I have to rewrite.
Kevin (v/o): Something happens at around 92 miles an hour - thunder-headers drown out all sound, engine vibrations travels at a heart's rate, field of vision funnels to where you can only see the bike 8 feet away to your left/forward diagonal and the bike about 12 feet ahead of you. You watch that bouncing piece of white along the side of the interstate, wondering if it's a discarded styrofoam cup or a rock that's going to bounce up and smack you in the face (good choice going with the 3/4 helmet with clear faceguard today). You glance down at the big silver speedometer and see it pass 90, and then the mirror, hoping for a gap that will let you slow to something more civilized like...80...No luck, and just as you say to yourself "wow, this is the dumbest thing I've ever gotten myself involved in," a road captain flies past you on the left, hanging on to his mini ape-hangers, feet on the highway pegs of his Harley, no-helmet, long white-grey hair almost touching the top rocker of his Hells Angels colors like you're standing still.
All of a sudden you realize, you are John Travolta's character in "Wild Hogs" and instead of accidentally burning down Ray Liotta's MC's clubhouse, you're in the pack, riding with them and you decide not to wear the yellow and black Harley Davidson skull cap at the next stop, because it looks too clean, too new, like you just bought it the day before.
Which you did.