Not that I need anything else to do, but the Jeep addiction rages on and my expanded support group only seems to fuel the addiction- not cure, or alleviate it.
That being said I picked up a stock FC170 12 minutes from my house.
This is how I found her:
The yard was overgrown and the lady who lived in the house seemed a bit reluctant to come out of her house. I left my name and number on a post it note after a very brief convo with her and a few weeks later I got the call.
I had it towed on a flat bed.
I scrubbed the heck out of her to get rid of the moss, lichen and layers of dust. It has been sitting for over 17 years.
So now she sits, waiting her turn in line:
I scouted this M715 for a buddy, but then he was diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer to wanted to focus on healing and his dream commando build. So I bought it off of him.
He towed it to my house.
I sold the drivetrain and frame, sourced a GM K30 single wheel with a BBC, SM, NP blah, blah, blah.
Then left the two alone in the shop with some Barry White playing in the background and, well, you know:
So that’s the latest update on the progression of my addiction.
As of now, I’m spending the last days of my vacation working on the M715, and the quad cab.
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