My wife had been driving a newer suburban for years and it was time to trade it in. As we were driving off the lot she looked at me and said " You are not trashing out my new suburban like you did the others". My immediate thoughts were past haulings of engines, transmissions, and assorted rusty parts for this sickness we all have. So I told her i guess I'd have to get my own to which she agreed. Several months of searching later I found a 49 on evil bay. The tree that had grown up where the engine used to be was free of charge....
