Just got my '88 GW fixed so it nearly gets into double figures mileage-wise. My two boys 4 and 8 fight over who gets to sit in the front middle seat. They've never seen a bench seat before. People stare at me as I drive through town, thinking I'm really smart or really dumb (can't tell). Americana at its finest. I feel like Ward Cleaver. Hope storing it winters will keep the rust away.