This stupid hot rod and the dirt road it sits on makes me imagine that it should star in a movie about a family of quirky rednecks living on the edge of lawlessness.
The star of that movie is Bo Drudges who is this person I invented. Sort of cross between Bo Derek and Beau Bridges. A generically attractive person of unspecified gender. (Yes, I will consider therapy.)
It’s hard to picture this vehicle anywhere but hurtling down country back roads. Seriously, could you cruise the city streets in this? Drive on a highway? Blasphemy! No, this needs to be driven constantly on the verge of disaster.
The fact that it’s a pickup makes it the perfect grocery getter for that family on your block with the Aerosmith flag covering the perpetually broken front window. As Mr. Titus says, “If you don’t have a neighbor like that, you are that neighbor.”