The thing that happened was that my wife and I had a conversation in which she gently and patiently led me to the conclusion that I had no place to store this (glorious) monstrosity of a truck, no appropriate facility in which to undertake a body swap (an engine swap might be a different story), and perhaps most importantly, not very much spare time. She did, however, encourage me to pursue my plans to camouflage and drive the Vic... My wife is wonderful. Let me be on the record with that statement.

ALSO: thank you all for being such great pals in this space!

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