I don’t know why but I wanted a 1978 Cherokee. “FSJ” in Jeep parlance. (Aaand I know way more of this language than I ever thought I would).
Forrest sort of laughed at me and said, “Someday.” I don’t think he expected that “someday” would be this soon. Turns out Blaze bought one and wanted to sell it. And it has ended up in my possession.
And thus my lovely, ridiculous, fun, but completely impractical vehicle: