I drove 100 miles each way to check out this truck that my stepson found online. He just got his drivers license and we are looking for his first vehicle and being a country boy, a truck is his only interest. When I drove down to this little used car dealership in Virginia and asked to see the truck the salesman's first words were "you don't want that piece of shit". He proceeded to show me the extensive rusting in the rear of the truck. In places there were 3 inch holes all the way through the frame. He was right. I didn't want that piece of shit. My whole drive back to Baltimore I just kept shaking my head and saying "An honest used car salesman? What is this world coming to?"