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I've been surfing the Ih8mud forum for about a year now, and have been contribting only moderately to extremely useless, and mostly inaccurate junk to the discussions pretty much the entire time. Now, I'm going to show my own hack-job resto as it progresses.
Before I begin, I'd like to submit a little background, basically my reasons for getting a '40, the process I went through to find one, and my misdirected initial goals.
When I was eight, my uncle had rebuilt an old Willy's Jeep, and he took me for a ride on his property in Georgetown, CA. It was awesome, the rig (at the time) had no shocks, no top, and the roads were incredibly rough and dusty. I emerged from the outing caked in red dust, and grinning from horn to horn. From that day forward, I became obsessed with Jeeps, or at least the older ones.
Anyway, as the years progressed, I'd back-burnered all four wheel drive dreams, and into my freshman year of college I'd become complacent with a front wheel drive Oldsmobile, until I went backpacking in the Tahoe National Forest, and realized I need something with a little more clearance, and crawl. I began by ogling the new FJ Cruiser, knowing full well I'd never be able to afford one. I finally got a chance to look at the details of one, and wasn't that impressed, but this look introduced me to the FJ40, which struck a chord with my Jeep-obsessed childhood. I began to hunt one down. Anyway, six months, and several up-close looks at a number of cruisers, my very own FJ40 rolled off the back of the PO's trailer. That day, I could have held the world by the wings. I'll explain how I found this one later, I think I need to upload some pics.
Before I begin, I'd like to submit a little background, basically my reasons for getting a '40, the process I went through to find one, and my misdirected initial goals.
When I was eight, my uncle had rebuilt an old Willy's Jeep, and he took me for a ride on his property in Georgetown, CA. It was awesome, the rig (at the time) had no shocks, no top, and the roads were incredibly rough and dusty. I emerged from the outing caked in red dust, and grinning from horn to horn. From that day forward, I became obsessed with Jeeps, or at least the older ones.
Anyway, as the years progressed, I'd back-burnered all four wheel drive dreams, and into my freshman year of college I'd become complacent with a front wheel drive Oldsmobile, until I went backpacking in the Tahoe National Forest, and realized I need something with a little more clearance, and crawl. I began by ogling the new FJ Cruiser, knowing full well I'd never be able to afford one. I finally got a chance to look at the details of one, and wasn't that impressed, but this look introduced me to the FJ40, which struck a chord with my Jeep-obsessed childhood. I began to hunt one down. Anyway, six months, and several up-close looks at a number of cruisers, my very own FJ40 rolled off the back of the PO's trailer. That day, I could have held the world by the wings. I'll explain how I found this one later, I think I need to upload some pics.