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Lessee now . . . 4 of 'em results in 240 horses, so 5 of 'em . . should bring things up to a nice round 300 horse r' so. 'Might even yield a little bit of bottom end in the process. Another pot shouldn't be too hard to shoehorn in under that long hood and likely wouldn't be much of a problem to deal with CG-wize.
But PLEASE! No electric tonneaus, no back massagin' seats, no Skyliner hardtops in the trunk (trunk? Stewie's got a trunk?), no extending steps that help you down to the ground when the door is opened, no latte brewin' system in the glove box (glove box? Stewie's got a glove box?), no self-cleanin' ovens ad nauseum.
Remember why we were drawn to the thing in the first place. It wasn't because we thought it'd be a swell way to transport our worldly goods r' because we were drawn by the thought of a road-goin' version of our livin' room sofas complete with foot massage.
Lose track of what tempted you to it in the first place and you kill it and every opportunity that you could've had to enjoy what first tempted you.
Focus people.
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