#Tacoma Towing

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Toyota Tacoma TRD Pro: O Companheiro Ideal para Aventura e Desempenho

A Toyota Tacoma TRD Pro é amplamente reconhecida como uma das melhores opções no segmento de picapes médias para entusiastas de off-road. Combinando durabilidade, tecnologia avançada e capacidade de superar os terrenos mais difíceis, este modelo é a escolha perfeita para quem busca aventuras sem abrir mão de conforto e desempenho. Neste artigo, exploraremos as características principais da Toyota…

[memecucker]

It was pretty funny how the first tow yard my Tacoma was brought to was trying to say it was “totaled” like even at the scene their tow truck driver was saying it was “totaled” even as he said I should drive it from the street into a parking lot so it’s not in traffic. Like if a car is “totaled” and need to be moved out of the way you’d think the tow truck would just hook a cable to move it a few yards rather than ask someone to drive it forward perfectly fine

Like dude I’ve had worse accidents where fluid was leaking and the entire undercarriage got fucked up from someone driving straight into the wheel chamber and it got fixed I think (know) you guys are just trying to get a used 2018 Tacoma for the cheap

[silkendandelion]

The Real Thing (original version)

A Fears to Fathom: Ironbark Lookout drabble, related to My Own, Distant Home

We reached 100 hits on My Own, Distant Home while I wasn't looking, that's so exciting! Thank you all for your support, and have this as a gift. I'm working on another long fic for Ironbark, a proper sequel to this one, so this should line up as a teaser. Something soft and sweet, with just enough dread

UPDATE: This is the original version. A new, longer version is posted to the masterlist and ao3, which is considered the canon version in this AU.

Jack Nelson x Connor Hawkins Words: 1.3k Genre: Fluff (too sweet maybe), horror elements

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Tall, bright green trees lined the winding blacktop road, obscuring the path around the upcoming curves, but not able to block out the sun on such a clear, summer day. The RV navigated the road with ease at the hands of it’s owner and operator, most recently passing a green interstate sign, “You are now leaving Idaho”, and the doubly large sign after it where a cowboy on his horse declared “Welcome to Wyoming: Forever West.”

“I think you were more excited to get your CD collection back than your truck,” said Jack, as Connor flipped happily through his shoe-box of albums, the edges worn down to the cardboard where it had been slid out and back under the bench seat over and over for years.

“The joy is split, for sure. I let the kids keep all the Journey and Alice Cooper. They were vocal about wanting those.”

Jack took his eyes off the road long enough to smile at him, admire the childish joy on his face as he hunched over the box, thumbing over the track lists like he was a teenager again, in a music store for the first time. Behind their RV, they towed along said truck, a 2000 Toyota Tacoma in what Connor affectionately called “Stacy’s favorite green”, bought brand new for cash the year he left the army. The truck he only drove for a few months before he became a fire lookout at Ironbark, and since then had been driven almost exclusively by Stacy: Connor’s older sister, another deceptively charming blonde with two children under 10 and no one to rely on besides her brother.

“That was an incredible thing you did, Connor,” Jack said seriously. “To buy Stacy a car in exchange for getting the truck back. When it was yours to begin with, and she wasn’t going to fight you on wanting to keep it with us.”

“Nah.” He shooed away Jack’s admiration, flipping over the CD in his hand. “I wasn’t gonna leave her with nothing. And it wasn’t like I got her a Mercedes, just a little something for her to get back and forth to work and the kids to school. I should be thanking you, actually, you’re the one who looked over the engine and told the guy to change the oxygen sensors before we would pay for it.”

Jack offered a shrug, managing a shy smile when Connor reached over to nudge his cheek, unable to kiss him with his seat-belt on.

“What kind of albums do you have, Jack? I think we’ve listened to nothing but the radio since we left Washington.”

“I like the radio. It’s got NPR, weather, rock, every—THING! Connor, no.” He yelled (squeaked) in alarm when Connor began rummaging through the glove compartment, looking for evidence to the contrary. Curse the RV for being so wide, he risked swerving if he reached far enough to slam the lid closed. Meanwhile, smiling and completely unbothered, Connor continued to snoop.

“What do we have here? Oh, Jack. Jackie, baby, what are these?” He grinned in triumph to hold up a handful of CDs: his partner’s most private feelings in rhythm and prose. “Is this what you listened to before you picked me up? Toto, Tracy Chapman, Annie Lennox, BOBBY Caldwell—Jackie? Blue-eyed soul?”

Jack’s face was red enough to pass for a farmer’s market tomato, hands tight on the steering wheel. If Connor squinted, he might see steam rising from his collar beneath the tight line of his lips. “Don’t make fun of me, Connor, please.”

“I would never, Jack,” he replied earnestly, all whiskey and warmth as he popped open one of the cases and began to decipher the RV’s stereo system. Static seemed to be the most common channel in their current neck of the woods, among a brief news transmission: ‘—ark state park in Washington, where the body count is up to 9—’, lost to both their ears with Connor’s searching for the right button.

With a slip of the disc in the slot, a sensual piano filled the cabin, only worsening Jack’s embarrassment when a sultry saxophone joined the singer, the iconic croon of a soulful ballad. He burned, resisting the urge to enjoy himself, and chanced a quick look at Connor.

To the tune of his fluttering heart, he only found him smiling, no longer looking through his box or reading the billboards. Smiling at him, all warm brown eyes as he began to sing along, as if to say that between them, everything was sacred because nothing could be wrong.

“I want the real thing, or nothing at all. I need someone that I can be sure will catch me if I should fall. Someone who’ll be there when I call, then I’ll know that it’s the real thing.”

“How… do you know all the words?” Jack mumbled, and Connor cut off his amateur singing.

“Why do you think?” He reached across the console to touch his hand where it loosened it’s grip on the wheel. “You never have to be embarrassed, Jack, not with me.”

Easy for him to say, when he’s the one playing with both the tempo of the poor man’s heart and the temperature in the room. They came to a stop under a light, and Jack busied his hands tapping his thumb on the wheel until he heard Connor’s seat-belt click, saw him rise to walk towards the back of the RV.

“Where are you going?” As long as he was out of sight, he would miss him.

“Use your imagination, Jack, I can’t exactly wander far. Although, I suggest you find a place to park soon, or you might miss the good part.”

“The wh—” He kept his foot on the brake, turning away from the red light to look for him, only to bite down on his words as Connor slowly slipped his belt free, let it fall to the rug with a quiet thump. Next came his shirt, pulled off by the hand on the back of his collar. Among the slow reveal of his toned back, the moles on his spine, the song urged Jack onward, a different one, something about “Come to me” and “Let me love you, honey”.

“The light’s green, Jack.” Connor smirked at him, tossing his shirt in the vague direction of the driver’s seat.

He snapped his eyes back to the road, pressing the gas a little too hard and hearing Connor’s laugh drift up from where he grabbed the kitchen counter to steady himself. If Jack didn’t find a place to park in the next 3 miles, he vowed, he would pull them onto the damn shoulder and hope this road was as rarely traveled as the map had suggested.

From the bedroom, a quiet moan piqued his hot ears, among the sound of what might have been his name if the CD player wasn’t still going in the speaker beside his feet.

Shit. All right, 1 mile.

By the grace of somebody, otherworldly or other, the parking lot to a campsite appeared on his right, empty too, all thanks to the heat advisory that was meant to last for the rest of the week. Jack was probably the only person in the county grateful for it, if only because it meant leaving the key in the ignition to keep the AC running left the music on too.

They deserved their break.

Neither of them knew the winter was going to be a hard one. That before the end of the year, they would be in danger again. Better to grab some comfort while they can, hold each other close, before the leviathan resident of those Ironbark woods extends itself from the trees and begins to seek out the only survivors who know it’s name.

They couldn’t know it was already awake.

[darlingillustrations]

This Saturday (Feb 3rd, 11-4pm) I’ll be at the Tacoma Is For Lovers craft fair with at least one kiddo in tow. Stop by Kings Books in Tacoma, WA, and pick up something from my new Affectionate Animal release!

Kings Books is located at 218 St Helens Ave, Tacoma, WA 98402.

[frostedroyaltea]

Road Trip Gone Wrong

"Hey look," TK said, "a fire station. Maybe they'll have directions for us."

TK, Owen, Marjan, Paul, Mateo, Judd, and Tommy all decided they need a stress free vacation after the blizzard.

They ended up stranded in Tacoma Washington however, after their van had broken down, swapping snow for rain. And they were still stressed.

The group had to walk on foot until they made it to Tacoma, not being able to call due to a lack of cell service, caused by the weather, and several dead phones.

Hopefully they'd be able to get the rental towed, a new van, and get directions to a place where they could be dry and warm and recharge the dead phones. A library or other community center. Or, even better, a motel or hotel they could afford and still have room in their budget for when they finally made it to Vancouver.

The group wandered in, staying in the little receptionist area, dropping water and huddling together to hopefully warm up.

The bay doors had been open when they arrived so they guessed they could have anywhere from a few minutes to several hours before the other firefighters returned. But they could wait, hopefully when they arrived they would be dry and wouldn't get water on their floors.

Just a minute later they heard the rumble of the apparatuses and then the bay doors sliding closed. They heard the commotion of PPE and gear being stowed away before the sound made its way into the main building.

A man with a brown and a mustache made his way forward while everyone else left to change out of their wet clothes. His name tag read "Penisi" and "Captain."

"Hi," he said, "how can we help you?"

"Hello," Owen said. "Our van broke down a ways from here and we were hoping for directions to somewhere we can stay while it gets towed and while we wait for a new rental."

"Of course," Captain Penisi said. "I'll have our probationary firefighter grab you some towels so you can dry off. That way you'll be able to sit down to wait for a ride."

"Thank you," Owen said. "Is there any way we'd be able to charge our phones while we wait?"

"Of course, we have electrical outlets by those chairs," he said. He pointed to the chairs grouped together by the receptionist desk and phone.

"Thanks again," Owen said.

"Of course."

A firefighter who introduced herself as "Lucy" handed each of them a stack of towels to dry off with. She also gave them a paper with possible hotels and motels and numbers for taxi and towing services.

The group settled in to wait while waiting for their taxis and got to talking with the other firefighters. By the time they left they had swapped patches and were given food for dinner as it had grown late.

"It sucks our van broke down but I'm glad we got to meet them," Mateo said, admiring the new patch he had gotten.

TK and Marjan nodded, agreeing.

[average-monster]

I hate it when someone says something I agree with, but in the most misleading way imaginable. I’m talking about the last image in this reblog chain. The one with the two trucks parked side by side captioned “20 years of pickup truck design. . .”

These two vehicles are not in the same class. There is almost no overlap in their intended usage.

The small truck is a city delivery or small-time contractors vehicle. It’s made to be driven for eight hours a day and to get in and out of parking lots while not draining your bank account.

The larger truck is an industrial vehicle. It’s made for carrying an entire crew and their tools and equipment onto an unfinished construction site. It has the capacity to tow a small excavator or other relatively large equipment the smaller truck wouldn’t even dream of pulling.

Sure. If you follow the smaller truck forward in time it gets bigger and less suited to it’s original purpose, and the bigger truck will get smaller if you follow it’s line backward, but there relative sizes will never overlap.

Here’s a 2024 Toyota Tacoma. (Small truck) it’s not the svelte delivery truck of yesteryear, but it’s no f-250.

Saw this Trucks Discourse on facebook and I'm not part of that world but yeah that one on the left is delightful and I really had no idea just how wasteful and pointless the other kind is until this comparison

[thedaveandkimmershow]

If I had to answer the question What did you guys do in March? I'd probably say It was a pretty chill month. Can't really think specifically of anything we did.

What I remember, of course, are our daily routines. My work in post-production across several companies, Kimmer's work that manifests in the relentless task of charting and also her doctoral program that manifests through writing, research, presentations, tests, class discussions and, of course, class.

I think of all that as our sort of baseline of activity atop which all kinds of other things happen.

So.

If I'm wondering what we did in any given month, for sure those threads pop up first.

A major reason last month's a bit opaque to me is that we spent the first six days of April in southern California camping above the beach with family. It's a yearly tradition and there's a lot of experience happening every day which makes for big new memories crowding out all the other ones in March.

There are ways I naturally leave breadcrumbs, though. And in tracking them back to the beginning of March, I realize that March got underway in the shadow of a life celebration for a friend and mentor who died at the end of November last year.

Leaving a helluva long shadow.

During the celebration, many many many many stories were told which is my favorite thing. In fact, it was pretty much all stories about our friend who's no longer with us which, as I think about it, is a wonderful way to both celebrate and to grieve.

One of the loveliest features of our family life is Linzy's music career. Because whenever there's a gig, life feels normal.

Normal?

Well, once upon a time there were no live gigs. For a coupla years at least.

So yeah. Live gigs feel normal.

In March, we went to Tim's Tavern in Burien to see a friend of Linzy's, Young-Chhaylee, whose band performed that night. Linzy's boyfriend, Reuben, plays keys for that band. No lightweight midi keyboard for Reuben, though. He's got a classic, old-school keyboard/cabinet set up.

What does that mean?

It means it's heavy. As in heavy heavy. And tall. He's gotta muscle this thing wherever he goes with it.

Cool as hell, though. And he's a master on those keys.

Also playing in March, The Little Lies had a gig at The Spanish Ballroom in Tacoma. A sold-out show opening for Queen Mother, the local Queen Tribute band, a good time was had by all at this all-ages event, including the little girls down front who were gobsmacked by all the things Linzy was doing on stage, like vocals, keys, and acoustic guitars.

Interesting takeaway from the gig: everyone mentions the hidden room. I'm guessing the building existed during prohibition so there's an actual hidden bar that's accessed through a nondescript wood panel that you have to already know opens into a hidden corridor.

Linzy also had a solo gig at Off Main in downtown Edmonds where we hung out at a nearby table with Reuben for dinner and conversation whist Linzy demonstrated an absolute command of mom 'n dad's favorite hits of the seventies and eighties.

🤯☺️👍

Toward the end of the month, as predicted by people who keep track of such things, the cherry blossoms in the Quad at my alma mater, the University of Washington, bloomed into pink and white gloriousness whilst hordes of students, moms and dads with children in tow, pro-photographers, and brides posing for that most perfect wedding photograph under a pink and white canopy under a mid-morning sun in full wedding gown royalness.

It's a big deal, pretty much.

Quick pivot here, I'm not sure when this happened. Early February, I think, is when we brought on board a second cat by the name of Quarter. A friend of ours was gonna be away for a while and needed someone to care for him. So yeah.

Two cats.

The cats each have a home base. For Dinker, that's our bedroom. For Quarter, that's the family room on the opposite end of the house.

When Quarter came to us, he kept to himself mostly under the couch in the family room, making temporary appearances for food... then retreating to his safe place. 

After a while, he grew comfortable in a nearby padded chair on a red blanket cuddled up to a large Boo doll (the little girl from Monsters Inc.). Soon as he did that, he also became comfortable exploring the dining room... then the living room...  then all the way down to the other end of the house from his: our bedroom.

By 'n by... 'n by 'n by... he starts jumping up short heights onto surfaces throughout the house: the arm of the living room couch. One of the dining room chairs and then, of course, the dining room table itself.

Not cool.

He jumped up onto the day bed in Kimmer's office and then, of course, our bed.

Boundaries much?

As well, there are definitely behaviors he's picking up about how to be a cat from Dinker. Like meowing loudly when I'm dishing up meals. Which makes no sense 'cause I'm already dishing up their meals. Like chasing the little red dot that I make run across the floor. At first Quarter would just watch it. But after observing Dinker go after it with a predator's wrath, he started doing that, too.

And then the at night thing.

You see at night we're in bed, reading, talking, listening to something, watching something... and Dinker lays on the bed with us. Winding his own self down.

So.

If that's what cats do, Quarter observed, then I've gotta be up there, too.

So yeah.

Two cats laying around on our bed at the end of the night.

It's still Dinker's home base, though, so when it's time to sleep, I carry Quarter back to the chair in his home base which is where he sleeps the whole night through. 😊

Quick status report on Cheeky & Dry, the non-alcoholic product center of the universe: we managed to stop in the same day each week in the evening after work. The only days we missed were two days we were on the road.

Lovely, lovely drinks, by the way.

Now, we left for our traditional yearly vacation with family at Crystal Cove in California over by Laguna Beach on the 31st. Easter. The last day of March this time around. And, because our first flight was scheduled for departure super early in the morning, Kimmer booked us into a hotel near South Center, about ten minutes down the hill from the airport. So we spent Saturday the 30th packing all day then leaving for the hotel.

And the night before all that gettin' outta town activity?

We spent the evening with dear friends and their children. And then when the kids went to bed, it got to be 100% adults hanging out time. It wound up, as you might suspect, an evening filled with everything including playing with beads and string on the floor as well as Adult Talk around the table. A lovely evening including dinner and drinks.

In a way, that felt like the last day of March. Whereas Saturday with all its travel arrangements and Sunday with its actual travel feel like they're attached to the beginning of April.

So there it is. March!

Now. Onward through April.

😊

[beachcitiestoyotawestminster]

Exploring the Toyota Trucks: A Comprehensive Guide for Westminster Drivers

When it comes to trucks that embody durability, performance, and versatility, Toyota stands out from the competition. Whether you're taking on a tough job or heading out for a weekend adventure, Toyota trucks offer the power, reliability, and comfort you need. At Beach Cities Toyota, we’re proud to provide Westminster drivers with the best selection of Toyota trucks, including the iconic Tacoma and the powerful Tundra. In this blog, we’ll explore why these Toyota trucks are ideal for Westminster drivers and how they fit perfectly into your lifestyle.

Toyota Tacoma: The Ultimate Midsize Truck for Adventure

The Toyota Tacoma has built a solid reputation over the years as one of the most capable midsize trucks on the market. Known for its rugged design, reliability, and versatility, the 2024 Toyota Tacoma continues to be a popular choice for drivers who seek adventure both on and off the road.

1. Powerful Performance

The 2024 Toyota Tacoma comes equipped with powerful engine options, including a capable four-cylinder and an available V6 engine. This allows you to choose the right level of power for your driving needs, whether you’re commuting around Westminster or heading off-road for an outdoor adventure. The Tacoma’s towing capacity of up to 6,800 pounds means you can easily tow trailers, boats, or other equipment, making it an excellent choice for both work and play.

2. Off-Road Capability

Westminster drivers love exploring the scenic trails and outdoor spots that Southern California has to offer, and the Tacoma is the perfect companion for those adventures. The TRD Off-Road and TRD Pro trims are specifically designed to tackle rough terrain with features like Multi-Terrain Select, Crawl Control, and off-road suspension. With these capabilities, you can feel confident taking your Tacoma on any off-road excursion.

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For those who need a full-size truck that can handle heavy-duty tasks, the Toyota Tundra is the perfect choice. The 2024 Toyota Tundra is built to deliver impressive power, advanced technology, and a comfortable ride, making it an excellent option for Westminster drivers who need a truck that can do it all.

1. Impressive Towing and Hauling Capabilities

The 2024 Toyota Tundra is designed to handle the toughest jobs with ease. With a maximum towing capacity of up to 12,000 pounds, the Tundra is perfect for hauling trailers, boats, or heavy equipment. The available Tundra i-FORCE MAX hybrid powertrain not only delivers incredible power but also enhances fuel efficiency, giving you the best of both worlds.

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4. Advanced Safety Features

Safety is a top priority for Toyota, and the Tundra is no exception. The 2024 Tundra comes standard with Toyota Safety Sense 2.5, which includes features like Pre-Collision System with Pedestrian Detection, Lane Departure Alert, and Adaptive Cruise Control. These advanced safety technologies help keep you and your passengers safe, whether you’re driving around Westminster or embarking on a long journey.

Why Choose Beach Cities Toyota for Your Next Truck?

At Beach Cities Toyota, we understand that choosing the right truck is an important decision, and we’re here to help you find the perfect Toyota truck for your needs. Here’s why Westminster drivers choose us for their truck-buying experience:

1. Wide Selection of Toyota Trucks

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Which Toyota Truck Is Right for You?

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On the other hand, if you need a full-size truck with impressive towing power, a spacious interior, and advanced technology, the Tundra is the way to go. The Tundra’s powerful engine options and durable design make it ideal for heavy-duty tasks, while its luxurious features provide a comfortable and enjoyable driving experience.

Conclusion

Toyota trucks are known for their reliability, performance, and versatility, making them a top choice for drivers in Westminster. Whether you’re interested in the rugged Tacoma or the powerful Tundra, Beach Cities Toyota has the perfect truck for your needs. With our wide selection, exceptional customer service, and expert maintenance and repair services, we’re here to help you make the most of your Toyota truck-buying experience.

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[silkendandelion]

The Real Thing (Final Version)

A Fears to Fathom: Ironbark Lookout Fanfiction

ao3 link

Jack Nelson x Connor Hawkins Words: 2.2k Genre: Fluff, humor, horror elements Summary: A short one-shot to look at Jack and Connor's lives after the events of My Own, Distant Home, and is a short prologue/teaser to the in-progress sequel. Alternative title: Two fools in love have no idea what genre they're in.

Rated: Teen and Up Audiences for sexually suggestive content and mild language, and horror elements.

Tall, bright green trees lined the blacktop road, obscuring the path around the upcoming curves but not able to block out the sun on such a clear, summer day. The RV navigated the winding road with ease in Jack’s hands, most recently passing a green interstate sign, “You are now leaving Idaho”, and then the doubly large sign after it where a cowboy on his horse declared “Welcome to Wyoming: Forever West.”

“I think you were more excited to get your CD collection back than your truck,” said Jack as Connor flipped happily through his shoe-box of albums, whose edges were worn down to the cardboard where it had been slid out and back under the bench seat for years.

“The joy is split, for sure. I let the kids keep all the ones they wanted.”

Jack took his eyes off the road long enough to smile back at him, admiring the childish joy on his face as he hunched over the box, thumbing over track lists like he was a teenager again, in a music store for the first time.

Behind their RV, they towed along said truck, a 2000 Toyota Tacoma in what Connor affectionately called “Stacy’s favorite green”, bought brand new for cash the year he left the army. The truck he only drove for a few months before he became a fire lookout at Ironbark, and since then had been driven almost exclusively by Stacy: Connor’s older sister, another deceptively charming blonde with two children under 10 and no one to rely on besides her brother. Twin fuzzy dice in lucky red bounced beneath the rear-view mirror, bleached almost pink from summers at the lake and catching Jack’s eye in the side mirror.

“That was an incredible thing you did, Connor,” he said. “To buy Stacy a car in exchange for getting the truck back, when it was yours to begin with, and I don’t think she would have fought you on wanting to keep it with us.”

“Nah.” He shooed away Jack’s admiration, flipping over the CD in his hand. “I wasn’t gonna leave her with nothing. And it wasn’t like I got her a Mercedes, just a little something for her to get back and forth to the plant and the kids to school. I should be thanking you actually, you’re the one who looked over the engine and told the guy to change the oxygen sensors before we would paid for it.”

Jack just offered a shrug, though he smiled when Connor reached over to nudge his cheek gently with his knuckles.

“What kind of albums do you have, Jack? I think we’ve listened to nothing but the radio since we left Washington.”

“I like the radio,” he said matter-of-factually. “It’s got NPR, weather, every—THING! Connor, no.” He yelled (squeaked) in alarm when Connor began rummaging through the glove compartment, searching for evidence that he was fibbing. Curse the RV for being so wide, he risked swerving if he reached far enough to slam the lid closed. Meanwhile, smiling and completely unbothered, Connor continued to snoop.

“What do we have here? Oh, Jack. Jackie, baby, what are these?” He grinned in triumph to hold up a handful of CDs: his partner’s most private feelings in rhythm and prose. “Is this what you listened to before you picked me up? Tracy Chapman, Bobby Caldwell—Jackie? Blue-eyed soul?”

Jack’s red cheeks approached their smoking point, hands tight on the steering wheel. If Connor squinted, he might see steam rising from his collar beneath the tight line of his lips. “Don’t make fun of me, Connor, please.”

“I would never, Jack,” he said earnestly, all whiskey and warmth as he popped open one of the cases and began to decipher the RV’s stereo system. Static seemed to be the most common channel in their current neck of the woods, among a brief news transmission: ‘—ark state park in Washington, where the body count is up to 9—’

Stop. Go back.

“What?” He mumbled, so quietly Jack only hummed his vague acknowledgment as Connor flipped the channels back and forth, desperate to return to that station.

“It… it was this one, I’m sure of it,” he said, met with only snowy static from the stereo, and Jack took his eyes off the road for less than a moment.

“What was? I’m sorry, I wasn’t listening.”

His blood chilled, too much like that night when he had descended from the tower to work on his generator in the middle of the night, believing they were safe and leaving Jack to sleep off his episode alone—until he heard the crickets go quiet in the bushes behind him.

Jack had been the one to save him then, and he would not be caught unaware again. Nor would he let himself be weak when Jack trusted him enough to need him.

“It’s not important, I can’t even find the station again.”

The awkward tilt of Jack’s half-smile was reassuring, even as his heart pounded too hard. He reached to press a button with a circular graphic, one Connor hadn’t assumed was supposed to be a CD, and the little orange display flashed ‘INSERT DISC’.

“… Ah.” It was Connor’s turn to blush, though Jack couldn’t hold himself back from a good-natured chuckle.

“Under 30 and still bested by technology.”

“Hey, I spent four years falling behind on the curve. Do you think the army gave us anything more advanced than ping pong paddles and sun dials? It did make me excellent at smoke signals, though.”

Jack’s laugh warmed him, the only thing he had found that could chase away the unease lately. “You’re an old soul even without living mostly analog all that time.”

“We couldn’t even afford all those letters, they just gave us ANAM,” Connor said with his most comically raised eyebrows, just to hear him laugh again.

As he slipped the disc in the slot, a sensual piano filled the cabin, renewing Jack’s embarrassment when a sultry saxophone joined the singer, the iconic croon of a soulful ballad. He burned, resisting the urge to show how much he was enjoy himself, and chanced a quick look at Connor.

To the tune of his fluttering heart, he only found him smiling, no longer looking through his shoe-box or reading the billboards. Smiling at him, all warm brown eyes as he whispered along with the words, as if to say that between them, everything was sacred because nothing could be wrong.

“I want the real thing, or nothing at all. I need someone that I can be sure will catch me if I should fall. Someone who’ll be there when I call, then I’ll know that it’s the real thing.”

“How… do you know all the words?” Jack said, more to himself than aloud.

“Why do you think?” He reached across the console to touch his hand where it loosened it’s grip on the wheel. “You never have to be embarrassed, Jack, not with me. We’re in this together.”

Easy for him to say, when he’s the one playing with the tempo of the poor man’s heart and the temperature in the room. They came to a stop under a light, and Jack busied his hands tapping his thumb on the wheel until he heard Connor’s seat-belt click, saw him rise to walk towards the back of the RV.

“Where are you going?”

“Use your imagination, Jack, I can’t exactly wander far. Although, I suggest you find a place to park soon, or you might miss the good part.”

“The wh—” He kept his foot on the brake, turning to look for him, just to bite down on his words as Connor slowly threaded his belt free, letting it fall to the rug with a quiet thump. Next came his shirt, pulled off by his hand on the back of his collar. Among the slow reveal of his toned back, the moles on his spine, the song urged Jack onward, a different one, something about “Come to me” and “Let me love you, honey”.

“The light’s green, Jack.” Connor smirked at him, and tossed his shirt in the vague direction of the driver’s seat.

Jack snapped his eyes back to the road, pressing the gas a little too hard and hearing Connor’s laugh drift up from where he grabbed the kitchen counter to steady himself. Quietly, lest he be seen through even more than he already was, he vowed that if he didn’t find a place to park in the next few miles, he would pull over to the shoulder and lock the door.

From the bedroom, a quiet moan piqued his hot ears, among the sound of what might have been his name if he could hear better over the stereo.

Shit. All right, 1 mile.

By the grace of somebody, otherworldly or other, the parking lot to a campsite appeared on his right, empty too, all thanks to the heat advisory that was said to last for the rest of the week. Jack was probably the only person in the county grateful for it, if only because it meant leaving the key in the ignition to keep the AC running left the music on too.

He found Connor already splayed across the bed, distracted from his intentions by the toy bear on the windowsill, the little “Get Well Soon” card in his arms beginning to fade from all the sunbathing he did while his dads drove from state to state. His fingertip nudged the bear’s plastic nose, and Jack began to press kisses along the slope of his shoulder, over the old ink of his tattoo.

“Are we staying here for the night? Adrian’s expecting you Monday morning,” he said.

“I won’t be late, I promise.” Connor turned to steal a kiss from his lips, several actually as he coaxed him to lie back against the pillows. “But whether we get there the day before or the morning of—depends on how much you’ll let me do to you.”

He bared his neck in a plain invitation despite his protests, allowing Connor to seek out his favorite places to kiss while Jack ran encouraging hands into his hair, shorter now after his interview, as well as smoothing his palms over the scratch of the day-old stubble on his chin. It had been a telephone interview, of which Jack reminded him he didn’t have to shave, but Connor insisted it was the right thing to do.

“You’ve always been the needier one, but this—,” Jack’s breath hitched when teeth grazed the skin behind his ear. “You’ve been really affectionate lately.”

“It might be awhile before we get the chance again.”

Light and teasing just a moment ago, the quiet melancholy of Connor’s voice against his neck made Jack’s eyes flutter back open. He cupped his face in his palms, warm in the cheeks where his body was still wound up despite himself, and beckoned him to look up.

“Hey.” From so close, he could see all the barely-there freckles across his nose and cheeks, too light to be anything more than a secret to the rest of the world who didn’t get to hold him the way Jack did. He placed another kiss on his lips. “You’re so good to me. Remember that.”

Connor’s brow scrunched, worried still as he let their foreheads touch. “I want to live up to the version of me that’s in your head.”

“He’s real, I’m holding him. I can feel his dick on my leg.”

The sudden sputter of Connor’s laugh puffed warm across both their faces, and Jack grinned back at him with what he hoped was all the adoration he felt in his chest, the swell of his heart when Connor smiled so bright.

“Okay, Jack… You say you’re not funny, but I like funny men.”

“Eh, logical fallacies, something something, cognitive bias.”

“You lost me.”

“No I didn’t, I can still feel—”

Connor shut him up with a deep kiss, coaxing his mouth open with his thumb so he could slide their tongues together until their lungs burned. With a wet sound, he finally relinquished his lips, admiring the daze in his hazel eyes and the berry-red of his mouth until his voice broke the spell.

“Who are you?” Jack quipped.

“Someone who loves you very much.”

The softness of his face disarmed any playfulness left in the air, replaced only by earnest devotion and the looming ache of starting over, bittersweet no matter how wonderful the company is.

They deserved a break.

Neither of them knew the winter was going to be a hard one. That before the end of the year, they would be in danger again. To take comfort now was a gift, to hold each other close before the leviathan resident of those Ironbark woods emerges from the trees and begins to seek out the only survivors who know it’s name.

They couldn’t know it was

was already awake

.

They cannot know my name.

[carreview29]

2025 Toyota Tacoma: What to Expect from the New Model

The 2025 Toyota Tacoma is highly anticipated as one of the most popular mid-size pickup trucks in North America. Toyota has consistently delivered performance, durability, and style with the Tacoma, and the 2025 model aims to raise the bar even higher.

What's New for the 2025 Toyota Tacoma?

Toyota has hinted at several updates and upgrades for the 2025 Tacoma, making it more competitive than ever in the mid-size truck market. Here’s a breakdown of the key features:

1. Powertrain Options

The 2025 Toyota Tacoma will reportedly offer a range of new powertrain options, including a hybrid engine. This aligns with Toyota’s push towards more eco-friendly vehicles while still delivering the performance expected from the Tacoma. The new V6 hybrid powertrain is expected to deliver more horsepower and better fuel efficiency compared to previous models.

2. Off-Road Capabilities

The 2025 Tacoma is expected to continue its legacy of being an off-road beast. The TRD Pro and TRD Off-Road trims will feature upgraded suspension, skid plates, and better ground clearance. Whether you're navigating rough trails or tackling off-road adventures, the Tacoma will likely maintain its reputation as a go-to truck for enthusiasts.

3. Design Upgrades

The exterior of the 2025 Toyota Tacoma will see a fresh redesign, with a bolder and more aggressive front grille, new LED headlights, and updated wheel options. The rugged aesthetic will be complemented by more aerodynamic touches, improving both style and performance.

Interior & Technology

The 2025 Tacoma will feature a more refined and high-tech interior. Expect the following enhancements:

Larger Infotainment Screen: A new 14-inch touchscreen with Toyota's latest infotainment system will support Apple CarPlay, Android Auto, and wireless charging.

Improved Cabin Comfort: Higher-quality materials, more spacious seating, and better sound insulation will enhance the driving experience.

Advanced Driver Assistance Systems (ADAS): The 2025 Tacoma will include Toyota’s Safety Sense suite, with features like adaptive cruise control, lane-keeping assist, and automatic emergency braking.

Performance & Towing Capacity

The 2025 Toyota Tacoma is expected to offer a towing capacity of up to 7,000 pounds, maintaining its status as a strong contender for those needing a reliable work truck. The introduction of a hybrid engine will likely improve fuel efficiency, making it an appealing choice for both work and leisure.

Fuel Economy

One of the anticipated highlights of the 2025 Tacoma is the hybrid model's improved fuel economy. Toyota aims to provide a more fuel-efficient truck without compromising on power, with estimates suggesting an MPG rating of around 24 city / 28 highway for the hybrid version.

Pricing & Release Date

The 2025 Toyota Tacoma is expected to be priced starting around $30,000, with higher trims like the TRD Pro possibly exceeding $50,000. Toyota is likely to officially reveal the model by mid-2024, with availability in dealerships by late 2024 or early 2025.

Conclusion

The 2025 Toyota Tacoma is shaping up to be a well-rounded mid-size truck with a perfect blend of power, technology, and off-road capability. Whether you’re looking for a daily driver with excellent fuel economy or a tough, off-road-ready truck, the new Tacoma will have something to offer.

By incorporating hybrid technology, enhanced off-road features, and a redesigned interior, Toyota is ensuring that the 2025 Tacoma will meet the needs of both loyal fans and new buyers alike.

[pamelalewiswriter]

The Toyota Tacoma: A Compact Pickup with a Legacy

The Toyota Tacoma has carved out a significant niche in the midsize pickup truck market since its introduction in 1995. Renowned for its reliability, off-road capability, and versatile design, the Toyota Tacoma for Sale has become a favorite among both casual drivers and serious off-road enthusiasts.

History and Evolution

Originally designed as a compact pickup, the Tacoma has evolved over the years into a robust midsize truck. Its first generation (1995-2004) established the Tacoma's reputation for durability and efficiency. The second generation (2005-2015) introduced a more powerful engine lineup and enhanced safety features. The current generation, launched in 2016, brought a more aggressive design, advanced technology, and an array of off-road trims, including the popular TRD Pro.

Performance and Capability

One of the Tacoma’s standout features is its impressive off-road capability. The TRD (Toyota Racing Development) trims are specifically engineered for rugged terrains, featuring enhancements like skid plates, upgraded suspension, and all-terrain tires. The Tacoma is equipped with either a 2.7-liter four-cylinder engine or a more powerful 3.5-liter V6, providing ample towing capacity—up to 6,800 pounds when properly equipped.

The truck's versatility extends beyond off-road adventures; it excels in everyday utility as well. With a bed that ranges from 60.5 inches to 73.7 inches depending on the configuration, it offers ample space for hauling gear, tools, or recreational equipment.

Interior and Technology

Inside, the Tacoma blends functionality with comfort. The cabin is designed with durable materials that can withstand the wear and tear of an active lifestyle. Available features include a touchscreen infotainment system, smartphone integration through Apple CarPlay and Android Auto, and a premium audio system.

Safety is also a priority for Toyota, and the Tacoma comes equipped with the Toyota Safety Sense suite, which includes features such as adaptive cruise control, lane departure warning, and automatic emergency braking. This suite of technologies enhances driver confidence both on and off the road.

Market Position and Competitors

The Tacoma competes with other midsize trucks like the Ford Ranger, Chevrolet Colorado, and Nissan Frontier. While each competitor has its strengths, the Tacoma stands out for its legendary reliability and resale value. Many Tacoma owners report driving their vehicles for well over a decade, often passing them down through generations.

Conclusion

The Toyota Tacoma has established itself as a staple in the midsize truck segment, combining ruggedness with everyday practicality. Its strong off-road capabilities, reliability, and technological advancements make it a compelling choice for a wide range of drivers. Whether for work, play, or adventure, the Tacoma continues to prove that it’s more than just a truck—it’s a trusted companion for life’s journeys.

[arasjeep]

How Does the Jeep Gladiator Compare to Other Trucks?

When it comes to picking the perfect truck, there's a lot to consider—performance, utility, and style. One truck that’s been turning heads and earning accolades is the Jeep Gladiator. At ARAS Jeep Madurai, we're excited to dive into how the Gladiator stacks up against its competition in the truck market.

The Gladiator: A Unique Blend of Capability and Style

The Jeep Gladiator is not just another pickup truck. It blends the rugged off-road capability Jeep is known for with the functionality of a truck. This makes it a standout choice for those who want both adventure and utility. Here’s how the Gladiator compares to other trucks:

1. Off-Road Prowess

One of the Gladiator's biggest selling points is its off-road capability. Equipped with features like the Command-Trac 4x4 system, heavy-duty Dana 44 axles, and high ground clearance, the Gladiator is built to tackle rough terrain with ease. While many trucks can handle a bit of off-roading, few can match the Gladiator's ability to conquer challenging trails right out of the box.

2. Towing and Payload Capacity

When it comes to towing and payload, the Gladiator performs impressively. It boasts a maximum towing capacity of 7,700 pounds and a payload capacity of up to 1,700 pounds. These figures are competitive within the midsize truck segment, and while larger full-size trucks might offer higher capacities, the Gladiator’s numbers are robust for its class.

3. Design and Versatility

The Gladiator’s design is another area where it shines. Its rugged, boxy look is unmistakably Jeep, with a distinctive grille and available LED lights. The truck’s bed is functional, offering ample space for gear, and it comes with innovative features like a removable truck bed cover and an integrated drain plug for easy cleaning.

4. Interior Comfort and Technology

Inside, the Gladiator offers a blend of practicality and comfort. The interior is designed to be both durable and stylish, with features like a touchscreen infotainment system, Apple CarPlay, and Android Auto. The interior layout is functional, with controls easily accessible and plenty of storage options. While some competitors might offer more luxurious interiors, the Gladiator’s cabin is built to handle the demands of both work and play.

5. Fuel Efficiency

Fuel efficiency can be a concern with trucks, and the Gladiator is no exception. It offers a competitive fuel economy, with an estimated 16-23 mpg depending on driving conditions and configuration. While not the most fuel-efficient option on the market, it balances performance with reasonable fuel consumption, especially given its off-road capabilities.

Comparing the Gladiator to the Competition

Jeep Gladiator vs. Toyota Tacoma

The Toyota Tacoma is one of the Gladiator’s main competitors in the midsize truck segment. The Tacoma offers strong off-road capabilities, especially in its TRD Pro trim. However, the Gladiator has a higher towing capacity and a more distinctive design. The Gladiator’s bed is also more versatile, with unique features that cater to adventure seekers.

Jeep Gladiator vs. Ford Ranger

The Ford Ranger is known for its powerful engine options and modern tech features. It has a slightly higher towing capacity than the Gladiator in some configurations. However, the Gladiator’s off-road capabilities and distinctive Jeep styling give it an edge for those prioritizing adventure and rugged looks.

Jeep Gladiator vs. Chevrolet Colorado

The Chevrolet Colorado offers a range of engine options and a comfortable ride. It has a higher payload capacity than the Gladiator in certain trims, but the Gladiator’s off-road prowess and unique design make it a more appealing choice for those who need a truck that can handle both daily driving and off-road excursions.

FAQ

1. What makes the Jeep Gladiator unique compared to other trucks?

The Jeep Gladiator stands out with its exceptional off-road capability, distinctive Jeep design, and versatile truck bed features. It combines the ruggedness of a Jeep with the functionality of a truck, making it a unique option in the midsize truck market.

2. How does the Gladiator's towing capacity compare to its competitors?

The Gladiator offers a maximum towing capacity of 7,700 pounds, which is competitive within its class. While some full-size trucks have higher towing capacities, the Gladiator’s numbers are strong for a midsize truck and suit most towing needs.

3. Is the Gladiator fuel-efficient?

The Gladiator’s fuel efficiency ranges from 16-23 mpg, depending on driving conditions and configuration. While it may not be the most fuel-efficient truck available, it balances performance with reasonable fuel consumption.

4. How does the Gladiator perform off-road?

The Gladiator excels off-road with features like the Command-Trac 4x4 system, high ground clearance, and heavy-duty axles. It is well-suited for challenging terrain and offers superior off-road capability compared to many of its competitors.

5. What are the interior features of the Gladiator?

The Gladiator's interior includes a touchscreen infotainment system, Apple CarPlay, and Android Auto. It is designed to be both durable and comfortable, with practical storage solutions and easy-to-use controls.

In conclusion, the Jeep Gladiator offers a distinctive blend of off-road capability, design, and functionality. While other trucks may excel in specific areas, the Gladiator’s unique features and versatility make it a strong contender in the midsize truck segment. At ARAS Jeep Madurai, we're proud to offer the Gladiator and help you experience all it has to offer.

[onsomekindofstartrek]

It’s crazy, the new Tundras are bigger than anything that you could drive without a CDL when I was a kid, and the new Tacomas (a compact pickup truck, maybe pushing the half ton rating) are about the size that F-350’s (a three quarter ton truck) was when I was a logger.

Americans bitch about the price of gas, and to be sure it’s worse than it was in like, 2014, but in this goddamned country it costs about half to 3/4 what it does in Europe, so people don’t see the problem in replacing their sedans with a goddamned 5.7 liter gasser pickup! Plus the smog laws are based on length so that companies find it cheaper to make longer trucks and SUV’s than to make the same size vehicles more efficient! There literally isn’t a true compact pickup in the sense that there was with the Rangers and OBS Tacomas!

(That was a truck that burned fuel like a compact car, emitted like a compact car, but had most of the utility of a half ton truck and could even do light towing or, if you didn’t give a shit about making your transmission last, normal ass towing! Heavy towing! You’ve seen the memes if you’re from the south! It’s a ford fucking ranger!)

People can drive whatever they want to drive but the US, under the influence of the oil lobby, has produced a situation fine tuned to bring the worst behavior out of the auto market. And I want to go back to the way it was in the early 2000’s like you wouldn’t believe. I don’t want AI crash protection or self driving or a car that gives me a blowjob and reports my movements to the interpol. And we haven’t even made good practical advancements in engine technology since the decade before last!

God, what a joke of a country.

[performancecolumbus]

If you want to upgrade to a new vehicle with the power to take on any road, trail, or off-the-beaten-path spot, check out the 2024 Toyota Tacoma at your Toyota dealer. These vehicles are stylish off-roading machines that can tow up to 6,500 pounds and have an eight-speed automatic transmission for easy driving. With a comfortable interior and all the ruggedness you could want, these vehicles are the best.