Well it all started for me one cold winter night in the mid 70's a few years before I was legal to drive.
A few buddies and I were walking back from a friends party in a bad snow storm about 1:30am.
On our journey home we had to walk by the local Tavern.
As we were walking up to the back of the Tavern we notice a older man in a 70's FJ landcruiser pulling up to purchase some beer from the vender. This guy ran into the vender and left his FJ idling.
My buddies walked right by and continued to the front of the Tavern so we could warm up in the front entrance. One of my buddies said I can't wait till one of us get our drivers permit. And we all looked at each other with frostbite covered face's an agreed.
I said hey guys wait here I'll be right back. I walked out the front door into the storm And ran around to the back of the Tavern. I looked through the Vender window & noticed the owner Of the FJ was chatting up the hot looking vender lady

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So I took it opon myself to borrow the nice warm FJ to complete our cold journey home.
About 2 min later I pulled around to the front and yelled to my buddies jump in we have a warm ride home. And jump in they did!
We continued driving home down the main street. The snow storm was so bad we could only see maybe 30ft in front.
About 15 minutes into our journey we noticed flashing lights trying to catch up to us from behind.
Back then the local police used the Big Plymouth Fury's with there 440 engines.
I knew the officer was having a hell of a time trying to get close to us.
The streets were so bad by this time there were 2ft drifts of snow ever 50ft.
Which the FJ had no trouble going through.
But the big Plymouth was slowing down big time every time it hit a drift.
Not that we were driving crazy but our speed never got over 35mph.
It was blowing snow that bad.
Anyhow the officer in the big Fury would not give up on trying to catch us.
And we were getting close to home.
So I decided to take the officer for a trip down this one road we all knew would be nearly unpassable in weather like this.
So driving down this road I noticed the snowdrifts were over 2ft and hitting them started to slow the FJ down. But then I knew they would stop the officer too. As we came around the final curve we all saw a 3ft snowdrift stretching about 50ft or more. My buddy yelled oh my god were busted now.
I dropped the FJ into 2nd and floored it and rammed into the drift. The whole windshield was white with snow flying everywhere. We slowly pushed through and made it to the other side.
We stopped to look back & see if we were still being pursued by the officer. Wouldn't you know it he just would not give up!
And I was shocked the big fury could follow us for this long.
As the officer came around the curve he saw the huge drift.
I guess either he was going to fast to stop Or he was related to Linda Blair and was also possessed. That big Fury hit the drift so hard all we saw was Snow flying and headlights disapear. About 2 minutes later we noticed the officer turned off the flashing lights. This meant our chase was over.
And knowing the officer had a 2 way radio we figured he would be ok.
We drove to a local parkinglot about 3 blocks from my friends place. We cleaned out the FJ and tookup a collection for the fuel we used.
We turned off the FJ and placed the keys and $14 in the glovebox and went to crash at my friends home.
Fast Forward to 1986.
My partner in crime had been going out with this Beautful young lady when he proposed to her.
Well myself being the best man was asked to join my buddy & his future wife at her parents home.
We all got together to disscuss wedding plans.
After the women stayed upstairs drinking wine And us guys went downstairs to drink beer & whiskey shots.
Well we starting talking about Sports & cars.
When the future fatherInlaw started telling us about a story about his FJ being stolen 1 cold winter night while he stopped to purchase beer.
My buddy looked at me with a big smile trying hard not to laugh while his future fatherInlaw told the story.
The fatherInlaw was about to say... You know what those little buggers did?
Just then my buddy blurts out What! LEAVE THE KEYS ALONG WITH $14 FOR GAS IN THE GLOVE BOX?
And thats how I got started in 4X4ing!
Since then I have owned
2 1980 Toyota pickups 4x4's
1 Landcruiser diesel 4x4
1 58 GMC 4X4
1 77 Ford F150 4x4
1 86 Suzuki Samuri 4x4
1 91 GMC K1500 4X4 which my late father gave to me & its my last truck!