[olddog]

A quick story - olddogs are good at tellen stories.

I drove 986 miles to get this car. I friend insisted I take his 2003 F350 V10 and enclosed trialer to get the car. He had planned to go with me, but his mother turned ill and passed away. He insisted I take it, even though I had arranged to rent a truck. What a friend!

My father rode along to keep me company (read awake). It was a three day trip. I haven't spent three solid days with my father in decades. The trip was worth more than the car.

While loading the car up, I had three people come up asking all about it. One new exactly what it was, another suspected what it was, but wasn't certain. I think they were more excited to see it than I was to buy it.

My first ride, a boy about 13 yrs old was looking out the back window of their car with a big thumbs up and a grin almost bigger than mine. When people see it, they have an uncontrollable grin on their face, and they are nearly speachless (other than muddering man! over and over). I knew these cars were head turners, but I didn't expect quite that much attention.