For some reason I still can't fathom (this happens to me a lot) I swapped the spunky stand out FJ for this uninspiring HD. It was an X2 Premier, which meant it had a pair of stromberg carbies but it was auto and gutless as hell. Perhaps after the rattling, partly finished FJ I was attracted to the luxuriant mint interior of the X2. Gordon, who I swapped cars with, painted the FJ a dark maroon. Oh man.
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