Nicely done Scout II.
When I was 16 my dad brought home a '63 Scout for me and my brothers. It was a badly faded yellow, with surface rust, dents all over, and, oh yeah, there was something wrong with the engine - as in it didn't run so good. The deal was that if we could get it and keep it running we could drive it. We figured out the engine problem (Dad had deliberately bollixed up the carburetor - the man surely did love his little jokes), repaired and repainted the body, and drove it for years before it finally gave out on us. Ugly as sin and you couldn't make it go over 50 MPH if you drove it off a cliff, but it would climb trees in 4 low and was a fantastic upper body workout on the trail (Get it? Anyone? Bueller?). Great fun and really good training for owning a Jeep.