Despite the frustrations that can come with owning an FJ40, I have found some days to be very rewarding and honestly, extremely memorable. Even though Marion is not running at this time, today was one of those days. Marion is an FST--fortunately, she still has her original doors and now has an awesome soft-top from Trollhole. Despite her being born an FST, I do want her to have a hard top and regular doors. I have kept my eyes open in all the regular places. I want everything to be appropriate to the 1974 model year that she is, so it has been slow going. Several months ago, I was able to track down a rustic green hard top located in New Mexico--1974 and in great shape. Couldn't ask for more. Fortunately, the seller frequently swapped parts with a fellow mudder in Dallas and I was able to make a quick trip to Dallas from San Antonio, meet a very nice guy, and pick up the hardtop.
The search has been ongoing for doors. Several weeks ago, a 1974 popped up on Craigslist. Really rough shape, but the doors looked to be in pretty good condition. Days, then weeks went by, I kept checking the listing. I thought about going out to look at it but it didn't feel right to me to buy the rig just for the doors. Then one day, it was gone.
Shortly after, there she was again, named Lucille. In the Craigslist posting she looked just like she does in the second photo posted in the thread--sans the overgrown field and dirt she was buried in. In no time, Lucille was running again--incredible work given her state. I made a comment on the thread that I was glad he got her as I was tempted to buy it just for the door. She likely would not have run again if I had bought her. Turns out, after getting Lucille, her new owner had decided to sell her doors. Lucky me.
So that brings me to what made today so fun for me.
@Lucille and I worked out a meeting time for early today. He lives about 2 1/2 hours east of me on the I-10. If you've driven through Texas, you know there are a lot of wide open spaces. In many of these spaces are charming, small towns and beautiful landscapes. There is nothing like driving in Texas and seeing the sunrise, especially to pick up some parts for your FJ40.
How do days get any better than meeting a fellow mudder, picking up needed parts for your FJ40 that you have been patiently searching out, driving through a beautiful state while the sun is rising, getting to eat fresh donuts from a mom-and-pop donut shop in a small town, and coming home to work on said FJ40 with your son. I'm one lucky man. Oh, and on the way home I got to see a large sign on the side of the freeway with my FJ40's name on it. Seemed almost too perfect. I had to stop and take a picture--it is now my profile picture.
Thank you
@Lucille for saving Lucille and making the doors available to me. Those doors will tie me to memories of today for years to come. I think this is why we all love these steel beauties so much.