Let's go back for just a bit to Clappy the Wonder Truck. Let me tell you, I bought Clappy purely as a donor. I had no intentions of him being a regular driver, but you know what? He wormed his way right into my heart. What a piece of kit he was. That mechanical Cummins engine with gears so deep that it was an act of pure malice to stall him. 12 valve torque is just a joy when rowing your own gears. The clutch is optional between ratios, and one wheel peels are only a two pedal push away. Let the Holset build boost and it is an uneventful event of converting one tire at a time to smoke and smiles. It is going to be wonderful in the 80 Series platform to have that much engine and tranny in reserve. (yeah, I know. we will get to the weight)
So I have no idea of Clappy's full backstory other than he was a New Mexico truck his whole life, and that means about as must paint as rust. Virtually none of either. I like to think the 4x4x.250" tube bumper was built to keep the front end down and ensure that no Prius' ever dared to challenge him for supremacy. He was the Silverback Gorilla of Tucson. A true force to be reckoned with.
This was his good side. He preferred this angle.
Nope. Don't care. 8 foot beds are the biz. Two tons of rock, a pallet of framing studs, or a pair of dirt bikes, he ain't care. This dude just ate it up. Stumbed toes come for free with the barnyard goose neck ball, but never fret, the headache rack got your six and the rattle and shake makes sure they know you a comin.
What's that? Huh? Aaaahhhhh. You mean that chatter. That's just one of the greatest dino juice burners ever built. All mechanical, no ECM. You can literally run this engine with three wires and a car battery. If it was doomsday, or thereafter, this is the mill I want shaken my bacon.
This is what we call "The Helm". Real trucks have three pedals and a knee knocker for the "bitch" or the more PC "middle dude who lost the RPS match". If you never grew up riding three deep in a regular cab pickup with the driver awkwardly trying to grab a gear uncomfortably close to your crotch, then you have yet to live my friend.