I hung out in Vegas for a couple days and enjoyed cruising the strip in my new purchase, it was a rough, smelly ride, but it was mine. After enjoying the weekend I began the 8 hour drive back home. To this point it was all city driving below 45 mph, the 3.07 stock gearing was doing pretty good for pushing 31" tires, freeway speeds climbing into the mountains of Utah different story. Slowest sluggish drive ever. I had it redlined in 4th sometimes 3rd just to keep up with the loaded semis on the hill climbs. At this point I'm still feeling pretty good about my purchase. As I climb in elevation its gets colder, I go to turn on my heater, nothing but the icy cold march air of Utah coming in. no biggy I'll fix it. Halfway in my drive I notice that my temp gauge is slowly climbing, I pul over and sit for an hour to cool off, pop the hood look really close, notice the coolant is low. I grab the given to me by the PO coolant bottle and pour out nothing but clear water. I look close at coolent in the reservoir and notice its mostly water too. Great, I hope in drive 10 miles watch the temp gauge peg 260 instantly, a muffled explosion sound follows, lots of white smoke, and almost all engnie power goes. I am flooring it in 2nd gear to stay above 10 mph and get to the next turn off. I creep it into the gas station and it dies. No amount of cussing, coaxing, pleading with get it to turn over. (Yeah I definantly over paid). I second most worst phone call ever, you know the one right behind calling from prison, the I'm stranded in B.F.E. and need you to come get me. I wait the 4hours for my buddy to bring his truck and trailer, and cart me , my truck, and broken ego home.
I instantly began the tear down of the engine and cab (I literally rolled it off the trailer and tore into) only to find the head gasket blew (which I suspected), an engine bay of crappy spliced wires, and anything and everything that could be done wrong on a car done to this one, I began the work. (The reason for no before pics) But I also find that the head was cracked, and poorly repaired, and who ever had been in there before had just messed everything up. So Already out the money off the truck, and needing a new head, and basically new internals for the damn motor, going stroker was not happening. Just a simple fresh start build for me. So after months of rebuilding an engine, redoing alot of jimmy rigged wireing, rebuilding an interior, and doing alot of cosmetic work, all while trying to finish my college degree, and work full time. I give you the black pearl. Cheesy yes, but I loved pirates, the jeeps black, it was a constant irritation, and alot of work to get this point.