Saw this arrive with wide-open pipes I assume can be closed. (Maybe not, though!) It’s licensed and legal, which tells you a lot about New Mexico, no?
Saturday Afternoon at the Park

All my boyhood dreams
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When I first moved to Albuquerque (from California) in 1976, I went to get my vehicle inspected so that I could register it in NM. The “inspection” consisted of a guy seeing a previous (1969!) CA inspection sticker on my windshield, and immediately giving me a “pass” 🙂
Hah! Oh, I know…
When we came here in late ’99, I took our car to be inspected and registered in NM, too. In Taos the “inspection” consisted of checking the vehicle identification number. That was it.