Great Jeep event today.
Stumbled upon the Famae Corvo prototype while researching a new post on Jeep grilles.
Rewatching the movie tonight, I realized the automotive star wasn’t a Lexus. It was the Hunter Green Final Edition Grand Wagoneer in the parking lot in the opening basketball scene.
That’s how much Rick spent on this MJ. 4wd and a (Puegot sadly) manual transmission.
Jeep rat rod
I was definitely the little guy out there. But despite stock tires and open diffs, I went everywhere everyone else did. I think the next smallest Jeep was the TJ on 33's, compared to my 235/75/15's. Two JK’s on 35's and the JKU Rubi on 37's.
They’re finally tearing down the old Paulding CDJR dealership in Dallas, GA. The new building across the street is done, resulting in the fate of this building.
But not any more.
Despite the general discomfort, wind noise, and terrible gas mileage, I always miss having my Jeep.
(Update: Since this time the farewell is for real, since I finally put the windshield back in place today and put my top and soft doors on, and since summer actually is technically ending, thought I’d share this again. Bye, summer; with a few notable exceptions you were pretty damned sweet.)
Update: not a Rhino grille, just a Rhino hole. Anyway, I was sold until the last photo.
Although I have been castigated in the past for comparing naked Jeeping to riding a slow motorcycle (except with reduced odds of being in a wheelchair the rest of your life), there’s really not much else to compare it to, especially once you drop the windshield.
So, on Saturday, the SSJ’s (Supercharged SJ) owner got nailed by road debris with no body damage. But it knocked out the A vacuum system.
Full disclosure: I was not drunk while driving, I’m only drunk while posting.
Since we seem to be heavy on airplane content today here on Oppositelock, I thought I’d bring the automotive and aeronautic worlds together (plus ships!) with a short post about Navy Jeeps.