[kevinmrowland]

I milked what was left of my rolling ball of oxidization for as long as I could and finally decide to fix things up right. I bought a new frame, and a new body, rented a sandblaster and pulled every nut bolt and screw out of the 3 1/2 land cruisers I had stashed behind my fathers shop by that point. After I had the parts in a huge pile, I went through, piece by piece, and chose the best one of every part, cleaned it up and moved it to a new pile ready to be assembled into my new Cruiser. You may think I am speaking metaphorically, but this is literally exactly what I did. The pile I started with was rather daunting, but once I had whittled it down to only one cruiser worth of parts, it did not seem so bad.
I then put the thing back together, a process whose mistakes I have spent the last 6 years fixing.
And now my cruiser is so far from stock I have a hard time remembering what things were supposed to be like from the factory, but I can fix this one, so I will keep it. I love keeping an old piece of trash running, I love not buying a new plastic box off a car lot, I love that this one is MINE, I made it, and it's the way I want it.