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YOU BELONG<br />
TO ME<br />
Sotry & po<strong>to</strong>s by Eric Evans<br />
[Eric Evans, Naples, FL, owns an ex-MOD 109” and a Defender 90,<br />
as well as this proud Range Rover. He most recently contributed<br />
an article on his Land Rover experiences in Iceland –ed.]<br />
Ty Schmidt is an old friend and former co-worker at <strong>the</strong> Disney<br />
enterprises here in Florida. One day last year he called me with some<br />
“big news.” He and his family had decided <strong>to</strong> make a lifestyle change<br />
and move from <strong>the</strong>ir home of many years in Charles<strong>to</strong>n, SC <strong>to</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
western slope region of Colorado. Ty called me for two reasons: first,<br />
because I had spent a lot of time living and playing in Colorado, he<br />
wanted recommendations on suitable places for his family <strong>to</strong> make<br />
<strong>the</strong>ir new home and secondly, and he wanted <strong>to</strong> know if I could take<br />
in his ailing 1988 Range Rover Classic.<br />
My buddy Ty had owned this Classic for nearly 4 years.<br />
The Range Rover had served, somewhat faithfully, as his daily<br />
around-<strong>to</strong>wn driver, never making lengthy trips or transporting him<br />
more than a few miles at a time. Ty clearly cared more about<br />
functionality than appearance for this Range Rover had definitely<br />
slipped in<strong>to</strong> a state of decline. Present and accounted for were all <strong>the</strong>y<br />
typical failings of a Range Rover of this vintage – rotted floorboards,<br />
rusted wheel wells, countless broken switches and sporadic electrics,<br />
ratty interior, strange odors and multiple mechanical issues that had<br />
rendered <strong>the</strong> vehicle un-drivable. Prior <strong>to</strong> her last trip “around <strong>the</strong><br />
block”, she had been diagnosed with a blown head gasket and sent<br />
promptly <strong>to</strong> <strong>the</strong> neighborhood garage for repairs. My definition of<br />
“neighborhood garage” in this instance is “a local au<strong>to</strong>motive repair<br />
facility that has not ever seen or worked on <strong>the</strong> likes of a Land Rover<br />
before.”<br />
Despite a successful head gasket replacement, subsequent<br />
attempts <strong>to</strong> get her running again were unsuccessful. The Range<br />
Rover was parked and left in <strong>the</strong> back corner of an equipment rental<br />
company compound, where it sat until I <strong>to</strong>ok her in.<br />
Six months later, I find myself knee deep in two Land Rover<br />
projects; more suspension and performance upgrades <strong>to</strong> my D90 and<br />
continued renovations on my ex-MOD 109”. All <strong>the</strong> while, I wonder<br />
what I might do with this Range Rover now that, but for <strong>the</strong><br />
paperwork, it belongs <strong>to</strong> me. Having no space for yet ano<strong>the</strong>r Rover,<br />
I started brains<strong>to</strong>rming. The solution? Give it <strong>to</strong> Benny, my fa<strong>the</strong>r in<br />
law. Benny had recently retired and had caught <strong>the</strong> Land Rover bug<br />
while joining me at <strong>the</strong> 2007 Florida Land Rover Club Spring Rallye<br />
in Osceola. I must admit; this seemed like an odd time <strong>to</strong> become a<br />
Land Rover enthusiast. At <strong>the</strong> Rallye, my D90 fried her own electrical<br />
system due <strong>to</strong> a failed voltage regula<strong>to</strong>r in <strong>the</strong> alterna<strong>to</strong>r, nearly<br />
blowing <strong>the</strong> Optima Battery out from under my seat. Despite never<br />
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