Pickup trucks are strange. The worse they look, the more useful they become. My stepfather’s 1978 Ford pickup is one such example.
The rest of the body looks much like the area surrounding the passenger-side emblem (above), and the three-on-a-tree transmission is mule-stubborn at best, but it runs pretty well. I love the pattern of the cracked, peeling paint. It’s as unique as a fingerprint. Sure, tire tracks are a vehicle’s “fingerprints,” but lots of vehicles have the same kinds of tire tread marks. Peeling paint follows a much more random, creative pattern.
If only that truck could talk—oh, the stories it would tell!