Because my Volvo is likely dying, Sunshine and I have been low-key looking into a replacement for me. Since my boss is looking into the possibility of opening a second location, a sedan no longer makes sense.
side note: hell, it isn’t just the work thing that makes a sedan a bit senseless for me. I live in the buttfuck middle of nowhere, and could actually use a truck or SUV with 4-wheel drive and some cargo capacity.
He mentioned our search and my must haves to his mechanic friend in Shreveport (who also happens to be a used car dealer). My must-haves were pretty simple: four doors and power everything. Turns out that the mechanic had a four door, 4×4 truck available right now. Sunshine sent me pictures of it, and I wasn’t NOT interested in it.
I picked it up last week. It is quite possibly one of the weirdest things I have ever seen. It seems normal enough at first glance.
Then you walk around the side.
Is that not a bit strange looking? Especially considering the year. They weren’t making a lot of four door trucks back in 2000.
I’m hoping to get Sunshine convinced to take the odd little camper shell off of it. I don’t like it. It’s fugly.
This truck did not come from the factory like this.
Somebody (a company called Centurion) made this formerly two door truck into a four door. I’m not sure why, but the company that did it was famous (or infamous?) for taking Ford trucks and converting them into a Ford version of a Suburban back before Ford was doing Explorers, Expeditions, and Excursions.
Centurion took a two-door, mid-sized truck and made it into a four-door. Which works great for me. Because I wind up with a lot of shit in my vehicle at all times.
Because that’s just how I roll.
Don’t ask. I don’t know how to explain my behaviour to you. It is what it is, and what it is requires a truck with cargo capacity.
It wasn’t the SUV I wanted, but it’s weird and so am I and I like it and it likes me. In the end, that’s what matters.