My Dad's Old Truck

My Dad's Old Truck My dad bought a 1989 red/gray Nissan Pathfinder truck. When he got the truck, he hit a turkey with the grill that was crossing a yellowish brick road. Since he has owned it, its value has gone down considerably, even though he has spent more money fixing it than he paid for it. If it was worth as much money as it has cost to keep it running we could sell it and buy a newer car. It's a red/gray 4x4 truck with off-road tires. Also, it has hunting lights on the top of the roof. This truck was made in Japan and it was the last one made in that style. I have no idea why they stop doing them like that. They're such a great trucks. There is also a huge rusty spot down in the right driver's door that occurred because the previous owner did not take good care of his truck. The back of the truck is mostly full of my dad's tools. He has a hydraulic jack, jumper cables, screwdrivers, and an extra tire just in case if I have to change one. It is in no way neat or in any kind of arrangement. If you get inside of the truck, you enter a whole different place than the outside world. Notice that I said if you get in; what I mean by this is you can't get in through the passenger side unless someone opens it from the inside. The driver's side door doesn't open all of the time, and when it does you can't possibly slam it hard enough to get it to shut all of the way. Most of the time, the passenger side is overleaped with trash, mostly empty pop bottles and cans. Inside it usually smells like wetness. I guess because it has a crack on the roof and when rains some of the water pass through, so the smell is transferred to the seats. Once in a while when I get in, I get a sniff of a mixture of wet soil and dust. The smell of wet soil comes from the water retained in the seats, and the smell of dust is from all of the dirt that is that has gathered in the corners on the dash. Once I finally get past the aroma of the truck I proceed to turn the key and hope it