After '79, Ford started to make their trucks more complicated and gave them more creature comforts. In other words, this was the last of the truly "trucky" Fords. The inside of the cab has lots of painted steel to crush your head in an accident.
I park this truck for months at a time outdoors in the woods. When I need it, I put in a hot battery, squirt a little gas down the carb and it starts right up. I wish all my old stuff would do that.
I love the "3 on the tree" shifter just for the novelty of it. Most kids have never seen one before.
As heavy as it is (two tons), the truck can still squak the tires quite well. It's a rare occasion that I do so.
Emissions laws hadn't quite caught up to trucks in the seventies, so the underhood situation is blessedly uncluttered.
My truck is rusty. It doesn't get much respect from those who aren't in "the know". I ask them where their truck will be in twenty seven years.
Sometimes I get a wild hair and think about selling the truck. Then I realize that I'd immediately start looking for another one just like it.