Hey growing up I thought those belts were the coolest things ever. Plus they were kind of ingenious at the time to meet the newer safety standards.
I hated those sons-a-beech's...I was always getting myself caught up in them when I put a car on the lift and tried to get out...(asymetric lift)
Generally I dislike a car or truck doing anything for me automatically... I want to decide when and how to do something...not some clueless and excitable little engineer...
How about those sons-a-bushes that TALKED to you..? They should'a at least hired some Devushka with a smooth voice to tell you that your gate...uh...door was open.....
That reminds me...I have been wanting to tell you guys that I have re-named The Girl Truck....it is now....THE NAG...
The effing thing has a bad battery in one of the TPMS fixtures...I am using the word 'Fixture' because the freaking microsoft system is contantly trying to prompt me with word suggestions....ANOTHER STUPID THING....I can type just fine...DANGIT..!!!
Anyway...the tire monitor battery must be low and the signal is not getting to the receiver...so...the darn warning display is constantly nagging me to put air in the tire....
She says she just ignores it...I want to put some black miracle tape over the display....I already unhooked the driver door speaker to silence the door chime...worked....and she did not notice it for weeks...hahaha...
This is one reason that I love my truck...it has manners...it respectfully waits for the Boss to instruct it...not jumps around and does stuff just to get attention....like some kid that didn't get a good whoopin' when he/she really needed it...
Just my .02