We had this awesome van when I was a kid, I wish I still had it. A seventy-something Dodge, with blue carpet on the floors and walls, a wood paneling divider behind the seats, orange fun fur on the ceiling, an etched galss mirror and the remains of a bed. The van was painted metallic blue with a big zigzag white stripe, white flames and a spoiler on the back.
My dad put a 400 out of a Charger in it, and we drove that silly thing all over the country. We have a picture of my sister sitting on the roof of it watching a lunar eclipse in Key West, we drove it out into a buffalo ranch in Kansas, and to all sorts of points in between.
Dammit! I want a van!