You know it’s love when you name a car. I’ve named all of my cars. Yes, I realize this sounds crazy but I harbor a serious emotional attachment to my cars, man. The same can be said for cars that I review. Some are fun to drive and I enjoy ripping and running in something fancier than my own car and when they leave, whatever. Life moves on.
And some cars touch me. Some have me at hello and it takes everything in me to NOT want to return the keys back. That’s how I felt about the Ford Explorer Platinum.