Well folks, this here ain’t just another old truck. This is the truck. A 1967 Ford F-250 4x4 single cab long bed — bone stock, original from bumper to bumper, and still hummin’ with that factory 352 V8 under the hood. She’s a survivor, and I don’t say that lightly. Less than 60,000 original miles. Still runs. Still drives. And still turns heads like she did back in the day.
I was just a wide-eyed kid in high school when I first laid eyes on her. Scraped together every dime I had to make her mine. This truck’s been with me through it all. First kiss in that bench seat. Drove away from my own wedding with cans rattlin’ behind. She’s got stories in her steel and soul in her stance.
Always dreamed of bringin’ her back to showroom glory — full restoration, frame off, the whole nine yards. But life’s a winding road, and sometimes the route takes you places you didn’t plan for. It’s time she finds a new home, maybe someone who can give her the future I always saw for her.
Everything’s original — paint, trim, interior, drivetrain. She’s got the kind of patina you just can’t fake. The 4x4 engages smooth, shifts clean, and that 352 still sounds like thunder in the canyon. These trucks are gettin’ rarer by the day, especially ones that haven’t been chopped up or “modernized.”
Askin’ $50,000 or best offer. I know what I got, and I know what she’s worth. But I also know how it feels to want something bad enough to work for it. So if you’re serious, and you’re lookin’ for more than just a truck — if you’re lookin’ for a piece of American history with a soul — give me a holler.
She’s ready for her next chapter. Just make sure you’ve got a story worth tellin’.
