You will be mine.

Oh yes, you will.

In just a few short months, your beautiful off-road machine self will be mine. And when that time comes, I promise to feed you all the mountain air and Forest Service grit you can stomach. I vow to take you out almost every weekend, to fill you up with muddy boots and rain-soaked tents, and to always wash your skidplates after we get home.

I promise to love you forever, or until your transmission breaks. I promise to change all your various fluids, and to try not to spill my soy lattes on your upholstery. I promise to take you on a vacation down the Pacific Coast Highway, and hunt the ghosts of dharma bums with you. If you promise to keep me safe from snow and ice and gravel pot holes, I will do my best to make sure that you enjoy every mile on the road.

Yours truly,
your future driver