I'd tow it. But I'm not your emotional support vehicle.
There's a difference between fixing your car and fixing your feelings, and this tank draws that line clearly. The vintage tow truck on the front says it all — dry, roadside-honest, and entirely uninterested in being anyone's therapist. You wanted a tow. You got a tow. That's the whole relationship.
Wear it under an open flannel after a shift that tested every ounce of your patience, or solo at a summer car meet where the only feelings being discussed are about horsepower.
The perfect gift for the one you're thinking of right now. For tow operators, mechanics, roadside techs, and anyone who solves real problems for a living and has exactly zero bandwidth left for everyone else's emotional breakdown. Shop gift exchanges will never be the same.
Fit & feel: Relaxed true-to-size fit — check the size chart. Garment-dyed ring-spun cotton with that broken-in, already-lived-in feel right out of the bag — soft, slightly faded, texture that looks earned instead of manufactured. Tubular construction skips the side seams; self-fabric binding at the armholes keeps things durable without overcomplicating anything. Built like the truck on the front: no frills, does the job.
Shipping: Printed to order and ships fast — 3–5 business days in the US.
Woman-owned. Veteran-built. Proudly unfiltered.
Care: Machine wash cold with similar colors. Tumble dry low. Iron low. No bleach, no dry cleaning.
Hooking up your car: yes. Hearing about your week: negotiable.
