We all have a soft spot for these old rigs. I would hazard a guess that many of us paid too much for our rigs, but when a FJ40 talks to you, it's usually with sweet, sweet whispers of what will come. welcome...
When I read that, I had a flashback to the '60s and thought of Eric Clapton singing "Tales of Brave Ulysses"
You thought the leaden winter
Would bring you down forever
But you rode upon a steamer
To the violence of the sun
And the colors of the sea
Blind your eyes with trembling mermaids
And you touch the distant beaches
With tales of brave Ulysses
How his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing
For the sparkling waves are calling you
To touch their white laced lips
We were both seduced by Miss Scarlet's siren song. Probably paid too much. But we can hardly wait to see the places she will take us!