I went out four-wheeling with my neighbor, and due to peer-group pressure (not by the neighbors!), I got caught up in some rocks, and had to do some winching to get out. Had a little “incident” with a rock along the side of the truck on the way past.
After the incident, I drove all the way out from the Italian Trap, and 13 miles down a dirt road, and 8 miles down paved roads.
Mike (my neighbor) commented that my truck wasn’t “tracking” right.
My Wife, when she got home, commented that the truck “wasn’t sitting right”.
This evening, I went out for a closer look – here’s what I saw….
Dag-nabit!
Looks like she needs some work! I am glad those Toyotas are TOUGH!
Chuck