I don't generally don't develop emotional attachments with mechanical things like boats, airplanes, or vehicles to the point of giving them a name. I do develop a deep appreciation for form, function, innovation, and implementation. That started my search for a diesel pusher classic and the subsequent purchase of the 95. I've spent 3 years striving to make perfect. I've developed an obsession to convert it to air ride suspension. I've done a lot of research and came to the conclusion that the only reasonable approach would be to find a donor vehicle and preform a transplant. I knew the Spartan EC2000 chassis came with Granning Air Ride as an expensive option.
A couple weeks ago a sad looking 94 Classic pusher popped up on eBay. I wouldn't have given it a second look except the description stating it had Air Glide suspension. I immediately called for more information and told the lady seller that if it was still available when I got back in town I'd come down and look at it. Fountain CO is only a hour and a half drive. Within hours the listing showed sold. A few days later the phone rang and she said the deal fell through it was available. We made an appointment and drove down to look at it. I actually had no intention of buying it but thought it would be an opportunity to check out the air ride suspension. And possibly test drive it. My intentions weren't totally dishonorable as some potential buyers wanted me to check it out.
The pictures didn't do it justice as it was uglier in real life. It had a big ugly air scoop stuck to its side, the clear coat was totally deteriorated, the graphics were painted over and pealing. The door latch was messed up making the door very hard to get open. The Kwikee step struggled to extend and looked like it had hit more than one curb or stump. The interior was very dusty and done in a hideous blue.
But one look underneath and there it was!
As I looked closer I couldn't find a spot of corrosion anywhere. Per the carfax it had spent its entire life in desert climates. Closer examination of the skin revealed that it was free from dents and scratches. A perfect candidate for polishing out. The interior was dusty but not human dirty. The fabric was still a hideous blue but in pretty good. Shape. The cabinetry was nearly perfect.
It started right and sounded great. We headed down I25 like a big bird. Great power and not a puff of smoke. The emissions test showed it was running very clean. The ride was the most impressive difference between it and my 95. Even on some unsafe at any speed rotted and worn rear tires.
I crawled around it for another hour. Brakes, steering, hoses, belts, plumbing, electrical, roof... Everything looked great. We decided to make an offer. I asked for there best price and they came back with a price I couldn't refuse. Wrote a check and drove home wondering what I was getting into.