How I got her/story/name.
I'm 16 and when I was about 3 for christmas I got one of those little electric cars to drive around, and, it was a bright red tj with KC lights on the roll cage. My dad put nails in the plastic tires so I could drive in the little bit of snow we get and rough terrain around our house. This kindled a passionate light that would burst to life only 11 short years later. When I was 14 I began looking high and low for a jeep. At first I was open to tjs and yjs, but soon realized that I wanted a real "dash" and not the straight across thing in the yjs. (I loved/love the 4 door jks but those were/are out my price range). For two years I searched and searched craigslist and begged my parents to drive me 3 hours South to Sacramento to jump on any "deals" i happened to come by. Finally, in August of this past year Dakota popped up. She was local, and the short paragraph of specs made her sound appealing. No pictures, no in depth specs. I called on a whim. "Is it a six cylinder?" I asked. "Yes."CHECK. "Auto or manual?" "Manual." CHECK. "What color is it?" "Blue" CHECK. (By now i'm lit up, it's perfect, and with only 62k on it, for ONLY 6 GRAND.) For months i'd been looking and similar jeeps had been 7-9. As soon as my dad got home we raced across town to test drive it. One drive and I HATED IT.