My hunting rig is the 1985 Ford Ranger we keep on the farm. Paint is oxidized to a nice, no-shine finish which keeps glare down. Inside smells of a sweet blend of hay, greese, and deteriorating vinyl under dusty seat covers - you know, the itchy kind from the auto parts store. It's a deluxe model with an extended cab which makes a great place for my 85 lb. yellow lab and a scattergun or two (no gunrack in rear window). Radio dial is stuck on country station and dash clock broken. 4 speed transmission is like butter and the exhaust has just the right amount of rust to let you know she's still running. I love this old Ford and readily park my SUV for the weekend when I'm out running the back roads of beautiful rural northern Virginia.
-jmc
