I was eager to get everything put back together to give it another test drive but it was super late and I had to get some shuteye. Yesterday I put the fuel tank back in, installed all the seats and the moment of truth was finally here. The first test drive after 3.5 years of rebuilding the Cruiser resulted in a pretty significant t-case issue. Fingers crossed I put on my lucky FJ40 shirt, FJ40 hat and telling my bride I need some good juju… I said a little prayer (more like begging and pleading) to God “Please Work, pleeease!” and I started cranking the 44 year old 2F.
Fuel mingled with its friend, Air. Then I introduced Fuel and Air to their long lost friend, Spark. Together these old friends gave me internal combustion. The 2F’s slumber had finally come to an end. The ol’ girl being the reliable Japanese mechanical symphony she is, began to perform. Music to my ears. Just like the day she was made.
Perfection.
With anticipation high, I drove the 40 around the neighborhood. No issues. I ventured further. No mechanical issues. None. The mighty 1977 FJ40 Land Cruiser performed perfectly.
I’ll be honest, I’m a hard person, I spent a year in Afghanistan doing the business of Uncle Sam. I’ve experienced some hard things so I can come across as “removed”, basically, emotions and I don’t mingled too often. The last time I shed a happy tear was 21 years ago, the day I was gifted with my daughter.
This journey has been hard.
This journey has been frustrating.
This journey has been humbling.
This journey has be expensive.
But most of all, I’ve learned a lot about perseverance.
I’ll admit it, I may have suffered from some allergies… A tear.
50 miles later and all is well. The journey to Ushuaia, Argentina began with a simple prayer… “Please Work”