Back in the day when I was still trapped in Eastern Europe, my dream was to come here to the US of A and make it big as a driver. Taxi driver, chauffeur, van driver, it didn't matter to me, all I wanted was to have a V8 and make some cash with it. I didn't get the chance to fulfill my dream, but now, thanks to the Patrol, it has all become true. Boy, oh boy, do I love how this Nissan makes me feel like a bus driver!
It's bigger than the Grand Canyon and it leans so much in the corners, this is a true bus. As for the seats, Nissan is lying when saying this is an eight-seater. I called my friends in and managed to take 14 of them for a ride, at once! The Patrol could probably take about 20 passengers, but a man must have his comfort.
But in the end, dreams are just dreams, you know? I've always wanted a V8 because I figured that with the low gas prices here in America it would seem as a natural choice. Well, it doesn't, it's not for me. This big lump of metal is crying for an oil burner.
Yes, a big diesel that would go like stink once you got it going! I can't believe they're only offering this on the old mode, which you can only buy in Australia.
Some nerve they've got to do that! They were too lazy to fit the New Patrol with a good diesel, so they just left the assembly line for the old one rolling.
So, yes, I am a Patrol fan now that I've driven it. An old-Patrol fan that is!
I'll leave you know, I have to see the doctor. I did my usual panel-knocking to find out various things about the car, but this is just too big. I must've broken my fingers from all that knocking, 'cause my hands hurt real badly right now.
See? You should always remember how much of a good guy Lou Cheeka is. I'm sitting here, writing for you with my fingers in pain from testing cars, also for you...