Not to be reductionist, but as a fellow NJ alum, my assumption was entirely that everyone conjures the image in their head of the factories and general urban decay you encounter as soon as you cross the Delaware memorial. You’re then accosted by the east coast autobahn terrordome that is the NJT until you gtfo.

I get it, but it was unironically named the Garden State because it was once apart of the bread basket of the first 13, and it’s honestly quite verdant and pleasant throughout.

Again though, I get it.

Needs guacamole as wasabi. Mmmmmmmmm

One of my best good mates in school had an 84 200 that we dubbed Tron cause of this awesome setup. Great share, thanks!

And I bet he doesn’t say thank you once!