Random As Rhyme

This one is an adult want, actually probably the first adult want I have written about thus far.

Yes, on rare occasions, I want things that people over the age of 13 don’t also want. Most of them should come as no surprise, as they are just big kid toys. They ones that parents won’t or can’t really buy you and you need a license to operate.

This particular one want was is a pretty simple; bad ass mini truck.

Back in the good ol days of no responsibility, before I had my license, I saw my first lowered Blazer and fell  in love. It was early to mid 90s at this point so the truck probably looked something similar to this:

A mild drop probably about 3 inches in the front 2 in the rear, no real body mods outside of a roll pan, reasonable sized billet rims with a decent amount of rubber on them, and a phantom grill. These were all pretty much staples of the mini truck scene around that time.

Blazers/Jimmys, were never particularly expensive, especially ones that were not Typhoons so that meant the likely hood of me getting one one day was way more realestic than me getting say oh I dunno this:

So I decided to do some research on them. Thanks to my 56k internet connection I was able to find an enthusiast site called “Blazin Low” that basically taught me everything I needed to know.

I learned 2 great, great things.

The first was that you could put relatively inexpensive small block 350 motors in them which turned them from a decent run about to a powerful hot rod. Heck, with enough money thrown at them stand on end and scream down the track when you stomped on the loud pedal.

The second thing I learned was that the suspension on these trucks was fairly simple and easy to work with. And with a few “light” modifications they could be made to go up and down via air ride. Then came something beautiful (to me) dragging!

I always had a thing for low riders, 64 impalas mainly, but for whatever reason the idea of a super slammed truck that could throw sparks at anytime was overwhelmingly appealing.

I think the main reason I liked it so much was that it was wrong, it was the complete opposite of what any sane person would want to do with a truck.

I had to have one.

I looked at them for awhile for my first vehicle until my uncle gave me my e30 instead.

Lucky for me I could keep myself busy modding that car for some time to keep the want for a mini truck at bay. Everything was going well until a friend of a friend took me for a ride in this sweet little number he picked up in Florida.

Now someone I knew, my age, had a sweet truck. Suddenly it was all achievable, and within reach. So I set forth to make it happen.

Little did I know it would be one of the worst, most expensive, and ill fated projects I have ever embarked on in my life.

At some point I will go into complete detail about the horror story that was my blazer. But until then just let me assure you pretty much anything short of it catching fire or getting washed away in a river happened.

Here are just a few of the shitty things I had to deal with:

Running after it while it was being towed? Check.
Rad explode on the way to work? Check.
Alternator Die on the way to work? Check.
Stolen? Check
Brakes fail? Check
Broken into? Check

I dumped a decent amount of coin into this project, not wanting to give up until it was taken away from me (some would say for the best).

I learned a few things, and when (not if!) I start my second mini truck project I am going to start with something a little newer, and a lot cleaner (probably from the south) until then a sick mini truck is just something I have always wanted.

Blah!

Good riddance?