It is a 1962 Dodge M37B1 military 3/4 ton pickup truck. It weighs 5917 lbs, and gets 7.5 mpg. The flathead six puts out only 60 hp, but the weight and the 5.86 gears make it like the fuel.
As to safety features...there are none (well, the waterproof ignition could come in handy in a flood). However, in a head-on with one of these high end SUV yuppie mobiles, your last thought as you are impaled on the steering column and your skull is caved in by the bullet proof steel dash will be that the driver of the other vehicle got his too, even with air bags, crush zones, leather and all.
Regards
J.R.
What are these morons telling us? More MPG and more deaths? What is it that they want? The damn bugs we step on are more important than our energy dependency!
Heh, there were two drunks in a Mercedes sedan that were going westbound in the eastbound lanes of I-80 in November of 1981. I was driving a ’78 Peterbilt at the time. For some reason, drunks like to aim for oncoming headlights. Anyway, I got it slowed down to about 40 when we hit. They pushed the steering axle back to the fuel tanks. At the time I was permitted for 105,500 lbs but was probably loaded closer to 103,500. There was a lot of noise and excitement, but I didn’t get bounced around much. They got the short end of the stick that morning and got to experience a twelve cylinder Detroit sitting in their lap(s). Airbags made no difference...