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I'm very happy to announce that as of yesterday (2/8/14) I took delivery of my very first Dodge Power Wagon. It is a red '49 WDX that somebody converted to a wrecker some years ago. The truck is pretty rough, but mostly complete and titled. This all came to be just six short months after seeing my very first flat fender in Lowes parking lot. It was a yellow on black behemoth complete with winch and chains, looked like a Rottweiler ready to strike. I was very confused to have such strong feelings for a Dodge since I am a GM guy. After some serious soul searching I decided to give into temptation and dive in head first.
Ever since that faithful day at Lowes I have racked up some miles on my '06 Saturn burning up the back roads tracking down leads. Must of the time only to find out that they were completely rusted out (a very unfortunate reality living in the rust belt), no title, or that what they though was a civilian Power Wagon was something wildly different. Finally my lucky day, a response to my Craigslist ad stating that not only did he have a Power Wagon but it was titled and would be willing to deliver. Leaving straight from work the following day, I arrive at the fairly unassuming house. I get escorted to the back of the house, through 8" of snow. There she was like a diamond in the rough atop of a solid sheet of ice in 10 degree weather, with look just begging me to take her. After a thorough inspection a brief negotiation and a handshake it was all mine. Then three days later or what seemed like and eternity he delivered the truck right on time. I now have my own behemoth tucked nicely in my garage and a very unconvinced girl friend that is fairly certain we have 5,00o lbs. of scrap metal taking up precious real estate that could be used to stack endless tots of various house decorations.
I will load pictures once I figure out how.
Ever since that faithful day at Lowes I have racked up some miles on my '06 Saturn burning up the back roads tracking down leads. Must of the time only to find out that they were completely rusted out (a very unfortunate reality living in the rust belt), no title, or that what they though was a civilian Power Wagon was something wildly different. Finally my lucky day, a response to my Craigslist ad stating that not only did he have a Power Wagon but it was titled and would be willing to deliver. Leaving straight from work the following day, I arrive at the fairly unassuming house. I get escorted to the back of the house, through 8" of snow. There she was like a diamond in the rough atop of a solid sheet of ice in 10 degree weather, with look just begging me to take her. After a thorough inspection a brief negotiation and a handshake it was all mine. Then three days later or what seemed like and eternity he delivered the truck right on time. I now have my own behemoth tucked nicely in my garage and a very unconvinced girl friend that is fairly certain we have 5,00o lbs. of scrap metal taking up precious real estate that could be used to stack endless tots of various house decorations.
I will load pictures once I figure out how.
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