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"Hyuk, hyuk!!! Th' dern frame wuz rusted out, hadda replace it wit' sumpin'!!! Hyuk, hyuk!!! Now I can drive right through th' cement pond!!! By th' way, this here's my wife and my sister!!!"
"But, Bubba, there's only one woman standing there!"
"I know!!! She's my wife, and my sister!!! Hyuk, hyuk!!!"
Certainly not any dumber than the vomultuous LSD/Quaalude inspired fiberglass/ sparkle paint work during the 70s. You guys have to understand though, I've seen this thing often around here. The mountain boys called them hybrids before the name was attributed to battery powered grocery getters. All that is required is a Lincoln welder, a truck chassis (preferably 3/4 or ton or even a Deuce and a half), a couple of other car bodies, a drinking/smoking buddy and a few cases of beer. The scenario goes like this, wake up and step out of the trailer to survey an assortment of vintage Americana automobiles that ran fine when parked for some other reason years ago. Crack the first beer of the day and fire up a cig as drinking buddy stumbles out and says, " let's build us a mudder". Two days later and tons of welding rod and....beer and you have the above. Never underestimate what agricultural tires on 1 ton axles with welded (Lincoln Lockers) spider gears and a big block/ Turbo 400 combo can climb. Typically the only limit is testicular fortitude.