I came to own this fine piece of machinery about six years ago. Prior to me owning it, it was owned by a father and then a son, both of which had plans of restoring it. Neither one of them got around to it, got tired of giving up garage space and so it was sold to me. The Jeep started out in Chicago and has been in the Midwest from its beginning where salt is poured on the frozen roads like frosting during the winter months. This Jeep is one of the rare originals that was left alone and survived with no rust holes, just scratches and dents. The color was originally yellow but it was covered over with the color you see. My youngest son and I did the points and plugs kind of things along with brakes, leaky seals and such. There isn’t anything needed for these old Jeeps that can’t be ordered from the Kaiser Willy Catalog. Our plan was to get it drivable and then get the body straight and back to yellow. We started driving it before any body work got done and the smiles and comments from other people along with our own smiles of pure joy have made us decide to leave the old girl just as it is. My son went off to college and now my wife and I drive it on the back roads every chance we get. The steering is tight and it runs like a top.