She wasn't
terrible...
to start with. Sure, the paint was dull, the vinyl was worn, and the metal was dented. But the interior was in great shape!
An american classic
to start with. Sure, the paint was dull, the vinyl was worn, and the metal was dented. But the interior was in great shape!
For the next six months, nearly all free time was spent breaking her down to the bare shell and building her back up again.
Its like eating an elephant...
...one bite at a time.
to hit the road. She was a real sight to be seen. Ariel and I began noticing people randomly smiling and sometimes even waving as we drove by.
The transmission. It was toast.
"I've always wanted to see how an automatic transmission worked."
-Eric
Eric and I dive into the dark art of
rebuilding an automatic transmission.
from the ashes, the Wags hit the road again in full glory. All that glitters may not be gold, but in this case it is.
our license plate. Short for "Ariel's Wag", but often misinterpretted as "Real Swag". True in both occasions.
in a Jeep Wagoneer.
as we start out on our next adventure. Ariel and I have found a loving home for our beloved Wags. Visit our homepage, Adventure for Breakfast to keep up with the latest in our story. Long live the American tradition of the Jeep Wagoneer.