That and if you were 6 foot tall your shins were scraping the dashboard.
That and if you were 6 foot tall your shins were scraping the dashboard.
Really? Don’t really remember that part. Course when I got rid of it I was only about 25 and pretty limber....back then the Holy Grail was the “Golden Eagle”. If you can find an original one now in good shape it’s gonna cost you a bundle.
Funny Jeep story. I’ll make it quick.
A lot of my buddies had Jeeps back then. We would get together and ride a bunch of weekends. And drink.(heck, we were doing 25mph or less mostly). Anyway. “Runt” and I were riding together, top and doors off. We were last in line and radio playing, cold beer, beautiful scenery, great weather. You name it just a perfect day. Runt is dipping Skol and we’re just riding and talking and listenin to music and just enjoying life. And I look over...And Runt is gone!!!! Just disappeared! WTF???? And I’m thinking, well I know he was here a minute ago. Right? So where-in-the-hell is Runt? So I stop. Clear my head. Think about this thing for a minute. Turn around a go back. About a mile down the road there is Runt. So I pull up and I go “Runt! What the hell?” Well, Runt leaned out the side to spit and fell out. I thought I was going nuts for a minute cause I thought I knew Runt was in the Jeep. And then he just wasn’t!!!