Dear Willy,
Welcome to the family! I never understood why girls lusted after boys with certain types of vehicles until I met the one who is now my Other Half. This isn't why I married him (as he sold it later on through our courtship), but his choice in all vehicles historic was definitely a deal sealer. The first jeep he had was a CJ either 5 or 7. I didn't care what it was specifically, only that it was a Jeep. For some reason, there is something about the ruggedness of a Jeep that I can't completely put my finger on. It has nothing to do with engines or axels as I am completely automobile retarded. So, of course, when he asked me for my blessing to bring you home as he was scanning Craigslist, I said yes without hesitation. My only stipulation was that I would one day be able to revel in driving you down the street. It still has yet to happen, but I am counting down the days to OH's promise.