Last week, on the way up to West Plains, we passed the mechanic we'd been satisfied with.
I glanced over and noticed he had a pick-up for sale.
Now... with daSilva (our Oldsmobile) in the 220,000 mile range, I have been keeping an eye out for a vehicle.
I was kinda hoping to score a minivan, Stray and Mom were rooting for a pick-up.
I pointed it out as we passed, and Stray had a "hmmmm" in his voice as he acknowledged the information.
We proceeded on and took care of our business in West Plains, and when we stopped for coffee and pastry, the subject of the pick-up came up again, in an "I wonder if..." mode.
We discussed the merits and the downsides. We discussed the limits we had, and what conditions would need to be met before we'd consider the vehicle, came to an agreement, and, subsequently, stopped on the way back home.
Well... to be honest, the truck looked a lot better from the road at 65 mph than it did up close and personal. Some rust, some major dents, possibly even a twisted frame (especially considering the impact that front fender had to have taken...).
But... the price met the first condition by quite a ways.
It was not a big four-wheeler, another condition met... matter of fact, it's a modest little 1988 Ford Ranger.
Manual transmission almost knocked it out of the running, but when Stray test drove it, he found it wasn't that bad on his leg and the gear box seems to be strong. Oh well... I guess it's time I learned how to run a manual. Five speed... I'll have to get that one pictured in my head... and a wee bit of practice. I know the sound, just haven't had enough experience with manual to have the timing right.
The running gears are good... meh.... might need some shocks before too long, at least the frame doesn't seem that far out of alignment, so maybe we can wait 'til spring to worry about that.
With a dose of dry gas in the tank as the usual treatment for a new acquisition, a trek to Alton for taxes, registration for legalities and the traditional baptismal car wash... LUTE is now making us a two vehicle household again.
Everybody's got designs on her for earning her keep.
I have no doubt she'll humbly do an admirable job.