The damn truck is big enough to make two episodes without any problems along the way, you realize that, don’t you? I’ve seen smaller school buses…and no, not the short bus either, actual school buses. Though, now that the old short bus is in my head, you do have to wonder if Finnegan might need his own seat after seeing the fun that he’s going through with his most recent purchase, a 1998 Ford F-800 that’s more-or-less a mongrel of 1980-1997 Ford truck parts, a Cummins twelve-valve, and a fifth-wheel style bed on the back. His big truck kink is becoming legendary, even more so than his love for a rust-lightened Datsun and a Hemi-powered Chevy that fights him at every possible turn when it comes to actual racing, but he keeps on dragging them home. I’m waiting for him to start up his own trucking company at this rate.

When we last saw the six-door Ford, he was in a parking lot a few hundred miles away from the point of purchase, the Cummins highly pissed off and coated in milkshake oil and the heat quickly fading. After the most hilarious AAA phone call in recent memory, the big lug of a Ford is hauled off to get repaired. Spoiler alert: he made it home after a marathon session and that’s including a stop in Nashville to meet up with fans, as you’ll see towards the end of the video. Yes, this is the meet-and-greet that I went to. Yes, that’s my big lumbering ass with an injured left knee following Mike out of the front of the cab, and yes, I’d drive that big son of a bitch in half a second.