Japanese Pickup So Smooth It Causes Existential Dread
Traditionally, the mid-size pickup truck has served as a sturdy, albeit sometimes jarring, testament to utility and rugged individualism. Drivers braced for potholes, reveled in the roar of an engine under load, and embraced the subtle vibrations as an affirmation of honest labor. Now, however, one particularly egregious Japanese model has emerged, threatening to dismantle these foundational tenets of truck ownership.
Its ride, they say, is so unnervingly serene, so devoid of tactile feedback, that it induces a disquieting sense of Existentialism in its passengers. Imagine hauling a load of gravel and feeling as if you're gliding on a cloud, insulated from the gritty reality of your task. Where is the satisfying thud, the reassuring jolt that reminds you of a world beyond climate-controlled comfort? This vehicle offers none, leaving owners to ponder the true meaning of a hard day’s work when the journey itself feels like an illicit spa treatment. One wonders if Toyota or its brethren truly grasped the psychological ramifications of such vehicular perfection.
Cog Sucker
Staff Writer
