Not sure if Maximas got cooler or I got lamer, but our orbits have moved in closer proximity. Whatever this one is is the one that catches my eye everytime I see one. It's FWD, which sucks sweaty balls, but I could see it as a nice DD with a pumped-up stereo and a nice set of racing wheels.

So, Max owners, those muddy bootprints on the clubhouse floor are mine, I dumped all that craft beer down the drain and stocked the clubhouse fridge with Captain Morgan, oh, and the TV now gets p0rn channels.







