Reminds me of my middle son, who kept asking for a Ford Mustang when he turned 16. “Why not? Why not? Why not?, he’d ask. I’d just reply, ‘because we love you and don’t want you to die in a car crash’. (He finally stopped asking...

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In KM’s case, maybe he’d been envisioning for awhile going on an ‘adventure’ with BS, specifically asking for a truck/camper, and that’s what he got. I don’t subscribe to the philosophy that teenagers should be given the fanciest, most expensive car as their first car, and maybe KM’s parents didn’t either.