An archaeologist's rig (part 1)

Gulf War I brought an end to excavations in Jordan for the summer of 1991. This left the American Center of Oriental Research (ACOR) in Amman nearly deserted. A lone Canadian team seized the space and I signed on. Every morning of that field season we drove an odd caravan from ACOR to the site of Tell Jawa (south) and this was the cockpit of my crummy. It had rust holes big enough to put your arm through, keyless ignition (by wire), suicide knob, bad brakes, and next-to-no clutch. We welcomed the challenges however, bouncing, smoking, and grinding gears across the highlands of Jordan every day. Nelson Glueck would have been proud. Heck, this might have been his rig!