An old VW Van rolled into my driveway, it sputtered, stalled, and coasted the final bit. I could hear an emergency break engage and out jumped French. He said, "Shit I think I need a new fuel pump". He called Sweaty to see if he could source one. Sweaty always says "he knows a guy" for every situation.
French had traded an 80 hp Evinrude for his "new" van. He'd picked up the outboard engine at an estate sale, but had never found the right boat for it. So now he'd embraced "Van Life". His plan was to drive it down through Windsor into Detroit, then Cincinnati for a Reds game, and then visit some bourbon distilleries in Kentucky. He'd really gotten into Buffalo Trace Bourbon; can't say I blame him.
Bruce Fish always calls French's van "Charlie Brown" because of the stripe. The paint job was a bit rough, but we got the fuel pump changed...and some varied electrical issues fixed as well. It was in my yard for a few months. Oh well...we made this design; mainly for a sticker or decal. #VanLife
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