Sorry but I picked it up yesterday. Took a look around your truck while I was down there. Very very nice. They've got some really nice rigs in there, that's for sure. Now, its time to do glow plugs.
So, funny story. Got searched by the Secret Service last night. Apparently the truck was suspicious (enter Taliban Toyota Hilux/ Cruiser joke here but if bin Laden drove a bright red Cruiser, I think we wouldve found him by now). Leaving Pentagon City Mall to head home. Rt. 1 was backed up but it really is the only choice. My girlfriend suggested we just take 395 North. I tell her that we cant do that since right there, it takes you directly onto the HOV center section and not the main section with all the exits. She didnt believe me and I have learned not to argue so we took it. Well, 645 pm in DC is a nightmare with all the no turns allowed, etc... so I was making my way over to the Memorial Bridge to hit GW Parkway. As Im making my way, the first place that I can turn is left to head towards the bridge is Pennsylvania Avenue so I take it. Then turn again and jump on Constitution and head towards the Lincoln Memorial and the bridge. Enter Secret Service officer. Light turns green, I start moving and get lit up like the 4th of July. I go ahead and cut across all lanes of traffic and onto a side street by the State Dept. He lets me sit for about 5 minutes, then comes up and asks if I knew why I was knicked (my words, not his). I am thinking that my crazy LED scrolling license plate frame is scrolling F#CK YOU (another story not of my doing) but I answer that I have no idea. He says I dont have a license plate (relieved that I didnt have to explain the insulting rear plate frame). I say, "Yes I do, its on the back of the truck." He has me step out of the truck and walk with him back to the rear of the truck and I point out the plate. Then he starts asking a bunch of other questions. He asks about the things on the truck. I explain that this is my daily driver and its being built as a camping and fishing truck. He hears camping and starts asking about weapons and whether I have anything in the truck. I answer honestly that there is a pocket knife and and larger one in the glove box (at this point, another Secret Service cop, bike this time, shows up to watch my girlfriend through the window). He doesnt ask to see them so we move on. He then asks me to open the rear. No problem, undo the latch and swing both ends open, and then drop/ raise the gates. He pokes around and then has me step back. After a satisfying search, he starts asking me if he ran my license, would anything come up? I say "no, I havent been pulled over in over a decade so I wish you the best of luck with his search (Im starting to get annoyed now)." He takes my license and then starts asking how long Ive been in Virginia. I say "Ive been here most of my life as my dad is a Colonel in the Army so this is where we ended up." He runs my info and then begins to tell me that nothing came up. Then I am allowed to close up the rear and then the inquisition began. I had to explain every thing on the truck and its purpose.
"This is the antenna for the CB and this is a spare tire and these are jerry cans."
"What are jerry cans?"
Here we go.... "They carry extra fuel."
"Like gasoline?"
"Yes, but in this case, diesel."
"So, youre carrying around fuel."
"No more than your car right now but these are empty."
"But you carry extra fuel?"
"Yes, but look, theyre empty (I tap them for echo)."
"Okay, please step back into your car and have a seat."
"Whatever you want, sir."
About 10 minutes later, he comes back up to the window, asks where we were heading so I tell him the exact route again. He tells me if I know how to get back onto Constitution and I point out exactly where I am now going to go. He nods and then tells me exactly what I just told him back to me. Then asks if I knew why I was pulled over. I said that it mustve not been my license plate and he points out that I drove by the White House (at which point I am a little bit annoyed and responded that Im a teacher and knew that that was the White House but thanks for pointing it out) and my truck was suspicious. 45 minutes of my life.