Source: SV-Drivers.jpg, Nvillacortabuer, Wikimedia
The truck is a van.
I call it a truck because it's not a car and because “van” is a suburban sort of consumer word, like “oxford loafer,” and I don't like the sound of it.
On the outside it looks like any other Dodge Sportsman 300.
It's a dirty tan color.
There are a few body dents, but it's never been in a wreck.
I tore the antenna off against a tree on a pinched mountain road.
A boy in Midland, Texas, rocked one of my rear view mirrors off.
A logging truck in Oregon squeeze-fired a piece of debris off the road and shattered my windshield.
The oil pan and the gas tank are pug-faced from high-centering on bad roads.