Today was a crazy day. I had a 1967 Ford Bronco until this afternoon. I’ve been intending to sell it for a while, kind of dragging my feet about it because I didn’t really want to get rid of it. It doesn’t run, but its just cool. Silly, I know, but that’s me.
So, after much hesitation, I posted a listing on Craigslist. No pictures, just a few paragraphs describing the truck with my asking price. I posted the ad at 1:30.
I started getting emails right away. Two hours later, a guy was in my garage looking at it. By 4:30 I had a wad of cash and my truck was gone. The guy paid my asking price.
I know that selling was the right thing to do. As a working student, I don’t have the time or resources for a project car that doesn’t run. Part of me is glad that its gone, its one less thing that I have to deal with.
Trucks are one of the coolest things ever. Ask any two year old boy and he’ll tell you (some of us never outgrow it). And, while I generally am a car enthusiast and like all types of cars, old trucks are high on my list of favorites. I’m gonna’ miss that Bronco.