I inherited my Dad's 1975 FJ40 this January (2016) and I have been working on reversing at least 10 years of neglect while it was stored at his mountain cabin in California.
This is the car in which he taught me to drive and my plan is to do the same for my son in a few years.
What is so funny is that when he bought it in 1981, my Mother and I wanted him to buy a Willie's. We couldn't understand why he would have bought this import, but I am so glad that he didn't listen to us.
Out of all the things he could have left me, this is the most special. I am enjoying every minute that I spend repairing, replacing and pampering this awesome truck.
The first two pictures are what it looked like in January, before I had it moved to Texas and the next three are recent.
This is the car in which he taught me to drive and my plan is to do the same for my son in a few years.
What is so funny is that when he bought it in 1981, my Mother and I wanted him to buy a Willie's. We couldn't understand why he would have bought this import, but I am so glad that he didn't listen to us.
Out of all the things he could have left me, this is the most special. I am enjoying every minute that I spend repairing, replacing and pampering this awesome truck.
The first two pictures are what it looked like in January, before I had it moved to Texas and the next three are recent.
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