On my (ass-ripping, have I mentioned that before?) long commute every day, this is my favorite caution sign.


Not to sound too provincial, but I found seeing the Muslim profession of faith prominently displayed in S. Florida a little jarring. Then again, the poor guy that owns the truck, if he saw me, might have found a uniformed guy taking pictures of his truck and the legend on the rear windshield a little jarring.

After my thirteenth or fourteenth consecutive night shift, I splurged on the way home this morning and grabbed chow (and, uh, a couple Bloody Mary's) at one of my favorite diners. If you're ever headed south on Hwy 1 in the Keys and see this sign, do yourself a favor and pull over for great eats.




The vehicle was even more awesome up close. I dug the high-mod up suspension. (For anyone interested, note that the vehicle is for sale. You're welcome. No finder's fee necessary but gratuities are always appreciated)

The 105 mm shell case rear turn indicators (and note the Mermite container in the back. Hot Chow!) Also, the Kilroy graffiti was a nice touch.

The engine was definitely not GI issue.

The interior was bare bones, high-speed and functional.

And for the sticklers for detail out there, note the .50 cal door handles and front turn signals.


I'm not into all things hooah, but for this victor I'll make a grudging exception.
If I won the lottery that'd be one of my 1st purchases!
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