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A "Chitbox" pickup ('73 F250) with 2x4's holding up the front of the cab because the cab mounts wetre rotted, powered by a 429 out of a '71 Mercury Marquis (because that car's frame rotted), spray painted a lovely shamrock green. It eventually had the standard rope holding the sides of the bed straight up after the tailgate was long gone. These were standard fare in the Boston area in the seventies.
I backed up my fine ride with a wheelbarrow (something that used to be around before skid stears), 9" wide grub hoe (old school sod stripper), 10 prong fork (old school mulch loader), shovels (old school miniexcavators), a push broom (old school backpack blower), iron rake (old school rock hound), 36" aluminum grading rake (old school box scraper attachment), hand shears (no cord), bow saw (definitely more than two-stroke, like 200 strokes and you were through a 3" branch), pole saw/loper(that did have a pull cord, but no motor), hand pruners, and an 8' long 2' wide pull rod type concrete form that I used to load weathered rocks with for my rock gardens.
So, why do I have a junk back and a shoulder that could really stand a grease fitting? At least my hands are pretty.
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