Three-row SUVs are all the rage these days, and not even because people need all those seats—they’re just nice to have. You know what else is all the rage these days? Jeeps. And not because people need the off-road capability—it’s just nice to have. So what better way to give people capability they don’t actually need…
Upon my arrival in Michigan yesterday, I poured myself out of the driver’s seat of the 2017 Ford Raptor tow vehicle after 48 straight hours of travel. I was dead tired, but at the same time, thrilled with what was a genuinely epic journey. We did it. My insane Jeep project actually did it.
My 1948 Willys—nicknamed Project Slow Devil—has been dead since its engine lost all compression on a rural Kansas road. Time of death: Saturday morning, 1 a.m. Ever since, I’ve struggled to get even a wink of sleep as I tried diagnosing the problem. But on Monday, after having a second look at the innards of the…
As darkness fell on the Walmart parking lot in Goodland, Kansas, my coworker Freddy and I couldn’t stop scratching our heads. “What’s wrong with this little Jeep?” we asked ourselves. Eventually, we packed up and drove to our motel, where I struggled to get a single moment of sleep. My mind was—and remains—focused…
Remember the photos from Friday of a Jeep Hellcat that didn’t look much different from the high-performance Jeep Grand Cherokee SRT that already exists? Well, they were real, and here’s everything we now know about the Hellcat-powered 2018 Jeep Grand Cherokee Trackhawk.
I never expected my 1948 Willys CJ-2A to make it 1,300 miles; the thing started out as a pile of rusty garbage, and if I’m honest, remains in that state on the back of a trailer after losing its engine last night near Sharon Springs, Kansas at 1 a.m.
Official prophecy has long foretold of a Jeep Hellcat, in the form of a 6.2-liter supercharged V8-powered Grand Cherokee, that will land right here in the real world very soon. But if this allegedly leaked official image is legit, the SUV’s not getting much in the way of visual tweaks.
My Willys CJ-2A farm Jeep—a junker whose rust brought me to the brink of insanity, and arguably beyond—continues to blow my mind. At 40 miles per hour, the 1,800 mile trot from Detroit to Moab, Utah is set to be a long one. The good thing is: I’m over halfway there.
With its seemingly endless mechanical and electrical faults, I was convinced my 1948 Willys CJ-2A off-road project had lost all will to live. But apparently, there’s some life in the little Jeep yet, because Project Slow Devil just drove 300 miles in a single day in the first leg of my 1,800 mile journey to Moab.
Here’s David’s Project Slow Devil, having made it 300 miles from Detroit to West Lafayette, Indiana. He might just pull this off.
A few minutes after writing this post about the commencement of my 1,800 mile journey to Moab, my 1948 Willys CJ-2A Jeep broke down. Ten miles from my house.
We were all rooting for you, David.
I’m tired. More tired than I’ve ever been. Turning a rusty hulk of poorly maintained metal into a running, driving vehicle without breaking the bank has worn me out both physically and mentally. Half of my body is covered in oil, my hands are pierced with metal shavings, I’ve gotten more chunks of rust in my eyes than…
Earlier today, I left a giant pool of drool in the design dome of Chrysler’s Tech Center as I gazed at the company’s new Easter Jeep Safari concept cars. Of all the pretty sheetmetal, though, one vehicle made me truly weak at the knees: a hot-rodded Wrangler called Quicksand.
It’s the Easter Jeep Safari, the time of year when Jeep teases the world with unattainable concept vehicles that us ordinary humans will never be able to attain. But this year is different. Jeep did what we all would do and bought a ‘90s ZJ Grand Cherokee off of Craigslist.
You’ve seen the first road test of my 1948 Willys CJ-2A already, but that wasn’t truly the very first time this Willys drove under its own power post-rebuild, because before that, I romped through the mudpit in my backyard. Talk about an engine break-in procedure.