Passed on the old Ford to Hunter. Took off the four worn mismatched and put on some new shoes. The old buggy rides like a Cadillac on a towrope. Shined it up real nice. Hunter put in a deck that plays off his iPhone, if you can believe that. The dogs are going to miss hanging their heads out the window. So will Lisa. So will I. But it goes to good hands. I feel good about that.