Mr. Toad\'s Wild Ride! Years of salt and abuse rendered my tailgate and bed literally unuseable on my '82. Not mention all of the rot in in other spots. So I made a $1,500 investment in parts and parked the Blazer for some much needed work in May 2001. I soon realized I was in over my head and had much more work to do and my summer vacation ended. I was now left was a TOTALLY gutted Blazer, minus a driver's quarter panel. I guess luck was on my side and I found someone to finish my little project. I did a bunch of motor work for a guy who does paint work at his place in exchange for painting the Blazer and hanging my quarter panel. So, I had to figure out a way to gut a completely gutted, half-primered shell of a Blazer to his place. Well, the Blazer still retained the ability to go, stop, and turn. So, I figured I'd drive it. I knew I didn't have much gas left and it was already 14 months old. I go dump some in, and it starts to pour on my shoes. I forogt to find a replacement for the section of rubber hose that was bad on mine. I finally pull out on Highway 20 with what was at one time a Blazer. I'm sitting on a 5-gallon bucket with my head touching the ceiling and no windshield. All of my doors are bungee corded shut and my instrumentation consisted of a masking tape and paper. Along the way, I was getting smacked with bugs in my face and cars whizzing by. I finally get there and my hair is standing straight up. All and all, I'd say the trip is well worth the outcome. I'm just glad it ran like a champ, and the police didn't spot me.