Last year I picked up a new 80 after having lots of regrets about getting rid of my last one. After looking for months all I was seeing were bros who wanted way to much for way to little. In the Pacific Northwest, the mere act of throwing up a rooftop tent can apparently double the value of your rig. Yet none of these Rooftop Randy’s seem to own a grease gun to match their man bun. Finally, one popped up that looked like someone gave a phlying phuck about the mechanical condition. I called him and it was already sold after being up a day. Well sh!t. Yet the same rooftop tents I’m seeing aren’t moving at all. As luck would have it, another higher quality one popped up 2 weeks later and better than the first. He was a Toyota engineer. I wet my pants a little. He had done a treasure trove of all the little jobs that Rooftop Randy didn’t even know existed. “Like what bruh” you might ask. Oil pump seal, main seal, valve covers, etc. I probably made some sh!t up I dunno. The point is it’s a 1FZ that doesn’t leak a drop. I know what you’re thinking. “Bruh, does it like, have like, oil in it?” Yes brossef, it does. He even pulled the dash and replaced all the lights that were burnt out.
I do what any self respecting man would do and offer my first born child. He takes my money instead. I rent a car and scoot across a couple states. I drop off the rental, pick up the 80, and hope to god it’s good for the 7 hour drive back. It was!!!
Thus begins the Adventures of Bullwinkle.
I do what any self respecting man would do and offer my first born child. He takes my money instead. I rent a car and scoot across a couple states. I drop off the rental, pick up the 80, and hope to god it’s good for the 7 hour drive back. It was!!!
Thus begins the Adventures of Bullwinkle.