I told my wife a few weeks ago that I wanted to buy another truck, her reply was "You dont need anymore junk". I left it at that, besides who made her the Queen junk judger? So I placed my bids, and won the auction. I didnt tell her for a few days though, she never said "DO NOT BUY ANOTHER TRUCK". Needless to say when I told her I had to road trip to pick up my new truck, she got a little upset with me. I told her "Sometimes decisions have to be made on the executive level instead of the command level. There are some things that the CO of the house should not be bothered with because they are prone to knee jerk reactions that generally start with NO.. and besides its easier to beg for forgiveness than ask for permission." She laughed at my little plea statement and some other BS I fed her, so no harm no foul, until I told her that I was going to park it in the backyard. This started another arguement "That thing is going to kill my grass" of course I said, less grass I have to cut and we can sit on the tailgate and drink some cold beers. She laughed at my song and dance I gave her so I was safe. Well my dad picks it up for me and tells me that "it dont look to bad, the motor and drivetrain are complete". We get there Sat morning to load it up and go home, so I look it over and think "wonder if it will run"? So two batteries and a can of ether later she smoking away! Couldnt believe it! Needless to say I drove it from St George SC to Byrdville NC (200 miles) before putting it on a trailer (lights wouldnt work and it was getting dark). The looks I was getting on 95N were priceless, had the old jewel maxed out at 60mph. Needless to say, I have a nice lawn ornament for the neighbors to complain about now!!!