When I was a kid my dad had a truck that looked a lot like this one. He and my uncle called it “The Possum.” I’m not sure what make it was. They hauled logs with it that they salvaged from construction sites. I came across this one in a field in Idaho; doesn’t look like it’s been driven for a long, long time.
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