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Man truck
My truck!
My truck is my truck. Its my truck. Its a 1987 Ford F-250 with a four wheel drive automagic transmission and a 460 cubic inch, supercharged high output blamshit motor.

I bought the truck in August of 2002 from a guy who had seriously fucked up the title. It ended up being over a month before I was legally allowed to drive the thing, because we had to track down a few of the previous owners to get a death certificate.

Long story.

The tires and rims aren't stock, and I do believe its had a small lift. I've taken both the smog pumps off, added a roll bar that is attached only to the bed, and four huge KC Hilites. (The four KC lights combined equal a total of 1,540,000 candlepower!) Plus a Cobra CB radio and a nice antenna setup.

In any case... What problems have I had? Well, one time it didn't start. And when I mean it didn't start, it didn't even try. Turn the key, nothing. No clicking, no grinding, nothing. After a few days, it started, and has never done it again. In typical Ford fashion, it fixed itself.

The tailgate broke once, and when I first bought it the four wheel drive didn't want to engage because (as Nathan and I found out) there was a part in the hub assembly that was put in backwards. Also, my truck sat for almost a year due to a burned up transmission. That was a week long project that went relatively smoothly with the help of Nathan.

As is typical of play trucks, this one has a tendency to break something whenever another part has been fixed. But I wouldn't trade it for anything.

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