Jack introduced himself to me on a hot day on Interstate 84, due west of Boise, Idaho, six years ago. We were coming out of Ontario, Oregon where he just had his new boxed 350 engine installed. We were flying down the road, burning it in, when he spoke.
It’s a strange phenomenon, but some vehicles go right into my brain and say hello. I’ve also had some that absolutely refuse to identify themselves. If you follow this blog, you know our other vehicle is named Lucy. A very sweet girl :-)
So without further ado, meet Jack:
Update: Forgot to mention that he’s a lifted 1979 Chevrolet Silverado.
SlideShow (Meet Jack)