One came to me!
Was in my garage grinding away on the Bronco, when I hear my dog barking, look up and see a young guy walking up my driveway. He parked his lifted, cut 74 at the end of my driveway. I had met him about a year ago, stalked him er followed him to a gas station. At the time I was in my minivan, so didn't make much of an impression even though I told him I was working on a 71.
He told me he wanted come by for awhile but never saw me in the garage working on it. He knew I was a bronco guy because of the other 71 parked outside. We chatted a while, exchanged phone numbers. He had a very nice EB.