I recently bought a 1966 Ford F-250, sight unseen. It was an old potato farm truck out in Idaho, on the other side of the country. For better or worse, my friend and I ventured out for the road trip of our lives. We hit the Grand Tetons, Yellowstone, Beartooth Pass, Deadwood, and the Badlands to name just a few of the pitstops. We made it home a few weeks later, more or less in one piece, and named her Rosebud.