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If you’ve been reading this blog long, you’ll know I’m a fan of the New Camaro.

Lately, though, I’ve been contemplating trading mine in for a truck.

Now, under better circumstances, I might try for both, but one gas guzzler is probably enough right now.

The problem is, every time I get into the Camaro, I’m reminded of why I bought it in the first place. It’s just fun to drive.

And I don’t really have a need for a truck right now, other than that male desire to haul things around.

Like a decent-sized travel trailer, where I drive around the country, with my wife at my side, attending book festivals, state fairs, and other events where books might be sold, or to speaking engagements, where I talk about my books.

You know, get a chance to travel around, see America as it was meant to be seen and meet readers in the process.

I’m not sure what excites me more: selling books, talking about my books, or writing books. It just seems like the dream life to me.

SIGH.

One of these days. When I convince my wife we can afford it, that is. Then, we’ll need the trailer and the Camaro Truck.

Maybe by then, Chevrolet will actually make one, instead of the few mods I’ve seen on YouTube.

Oh, and I want it to get better gas mileage, too. Maybe thirty mph on the highway. Not when it’s pulling of course. I’ll take twenty then.

I mean, seriously. Why do I have to give up fuel efficiency for hauling capacity?

I’ve heard how cheaply diesel train engines can move cargo. They’re not quite as cool to drive as a Camaro, though, but there’s got to be a way to do this.

I guy can dream, right?