The seller's phone number is 843-722-3551, but please for the love of all things, don't call him/her in the middle of the night and if you are reading this in the year 2022, just go get a dang self driving googapple cube and leave this guy alone.
Developed to avoid the Chicken Tax on imported commercial vehicles, the BRAT was a hacked up GL wagon with two small jump seats o’ death affixed to the bed. The extra couple of chairs turned that federally scrutinized cargo area into a passenger compartment, adding yet another vehicle to the cars-mom-won’t- let-you-ride-in list. Unlike most of the nightmare BRAT projects across the South, this Brumby appears completely rust free, even in the bed, underside floors, and inner fenders. Unfortunately, the optional bull bar is not included in this particular example, probably for fear of blocking the magnificent Cyclops.
No doubt with that amount of sitting around, any prospective buyers should budget time and cash for some fiddling with unavoidable fuel and brake hydraulic system maladies. The odometer shows 125-odd thousand miles, from which the seats show the most wear. Luckily, what's left of the interior is proudly plaid and shouldn't be too hard to re-stitch with some lumberjack shirt fragments.
Considering the fact that most BRATs have either transcended their rusty bodies or the realm of sane pricing, this could be a reasonable bargain for someone willing to take a little bit of a risk. And if you’re into jump seats, a little risk sounds like your bag anyway.
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Matt, a self-proclaimed bottom-feeder of the classic car market, spends half of his time buying cars, half of his time retrieving them, and the remaining third on keeping them on the road.