Before the build I pressured washed the whole thing and a Prius fell out of the grill. I recycled the old tires as planters. I gave the old well-used factory radio to a needy black family.
I thought of putting an aquarium in the interior, somehow between the seats, but I have trouble keeping fish alive. I'm more a rolled-in-cornmeal kind of dude.
I put a Peyton Manning paint scheme on the camper shell as a commercial tie-in. Flashed the ecu and installed hi-flo injectors. Bolted on boards and bed rails.
Discount store light kit. The glowing strings they call lights. Now when I cut Broad Street, people will look at the truck and think it's E.T.'s parents come back again.
Installed a Pioneer CD player from 1996 and a woofer cab in the back seat: a presswood cabinet covered in cheap black shortloop.
Dale Jr-branded wheels. Tasteful. Exclusive.
We let that Jonathan guy paint the cylinder heads. We gonna redo that before the final build.
Sh*t is ready to go off-pavement with a vengeance, almost. I'm about to shop for some Smithfield and Hillshire Farms for the cooler. Because I eat my all-pork breakfast beside a pond; understand?