Desert runner. Spends all of her days in the middle of the Arizona desert 2 hours or so from Mexico. Very rarely sees pavement. Even with the long wheel base, the supreme suspension can roll her through the thickest sand. The body is flawless other than paint of coarse. Flat black blends this boat into the night against those AZ Highway Patrol radars and choppers. The 307cu V8 runns like glass. Only high waters can halt her in her tracks. The interior, dark, red, supple, and a magnet for sessions of sweaty luuuuuuv!
