As for that old beat up truck the hyena who has the thrift shop in the village owns, this is how it looked at one time. It was originally owned by a courier company in the coastal city of Namibe that did local deliveries of machine parts and other small equipment...Among their biggest clients were businesses associated with the seaport.
Here, the truck is shown years earlier, parked near a warehouse in the coastal city of Namibe.
Of course, several of the animals who drove delivery vehicles for the company didn't treat the company vehicles very well...After all, those vehicles belonged to the company and not to them.
There was the time a linsang and a baboon were sent out to make a delivery of hydraulic line filters to the seaport. That day, strong winds were coming from the west off the Atlantic Ocean, and at the seaport, the baboon while getting out lost hold of the passengers door and the wind caught it and sprung it, tearing some of the sheet metal where the top hinge is bolted to it. The door would not work properly after that, and door edge would at a later time tear further causing the door to begin to drop.
There was another time, the linsang was driving the truck and met a dump truck that a small rock fell off of and hit the windshield putting a crack in it...Of course, that one was the fault of the warthog driving the dump truck.
There was the time the hubcaps were stolen when the linsang and baboon had to pick up some reels of industrial hose at a warehouse in a bad part of town.
There was one night when several company trucks were burglarized on the company lot, in which the radio was stolen out of the truck.
One day, the linsang backed the truck out of a parking space, turning hard to the left, and caught the end of the front bumper on a concrete lightpole base, which pulled the end of the bumper out, bending it where it bolts to the right side of the frame. The company felt it would be unsafe to leave the bumper in that condition on the truck, so they had it removed. The right door handle was also taken off for another truck that needed a door handle...being that the right door on the truck could no longer be used anyway.
Over the years, the salt air from the ocean took it's toll on the truck in the way of rust...as would be the case with any other vehicle in coastal parts of the country.
Then the day came when the granddaddy of all the damage finally happened. A civet who worked as a maintenance mechanic for the courier company had a genet friend who was making a patio at his home from large flat rocks. The civet's friend had no way to haul the rocks. But the linsang and baboon offered, after work, the use of the company truck that was assigned to them...In exchange, the civet and the genet would slip the lingsang and baboon a few kawanzas (Angolan dollars) for letting the genet use the truck. That evening, everything was going OK until the genet overloaded the truck with flat rocks to the point where the frame was riding directly on the axle...and then some beyond even that. As the genet pulled into the private lane leading to his house, driving the company truck that was not suppose to be lent to anyone, he hit a pothole...And with the bed already succumb to rust over the years of the salty ocean air, the right sidewall tore completely away with flat rocks sliding over one another out of the side of the truck. A few flat rocks slid forward and broke their way through the back window, fortunately missing the genet. Then part of the bed floor tore out, dropping a stack of more rocks crashing on the ground under the truck...In the process, the frame of the truck got slightly bent and the driveshaft flattened under the load of rock that tore through the floor, as well as the muffler getting bent up, but still attached to the exhaust pipe. Needless to say, the very next day the linsang and baboon were fired from the courier company. The insurance company that the truck was insured under deemed the truck as being totaled. A hyena was an agent for that insurance company, and had known that one of his cousins, who owns a thrift shop in a village far inland to the east in the Cunene Province, was looking for a truck, but never had enough money saved up to buy one...So some strings were pulled for his cousin to get a truck. The courier company turned down the 'buy back option' on the truck (Buy back option is keeping the totaled vehicle for a deduction against the claim equaling to what the insurance company feels would be the highest bid the truck would get at a junkyard dealer's auction). The buy back option was suppose to be only for the original owner(s) of a totaled vehicle, but that rule could be bent a bit so the hyena's cousin in Cunene could get a truck. With some paperwork juggling, the hyena was able to make a phone call to the CFB Railway passenger depot in the village in Cunene, and ask them the next time they see his cousin, have him return his call (it is only a few businesses that have a phone where the village is). When the hyena who owned the thrift store in the Cunene Province contacted his cousin who is the insurance agent in Namibe, he was so delighted to hear of the deal he could get on a truck that only needed a bed and a driveshaft before he could use it. The buy back cost of the truck was in the amount of Angolan kawanzas what was like about $42 in U.S. dollars. The hyena who owned the thrift store got a ride to Namibe with a mongoose friend who had an old van, then they towed the truck back behind the van to the village in Cunene with a chain while the hyena sat in the truck to steer it. At Sy Aardwolf's shop in the village, Sy was able to buy a piece of remnant tubing at the metal fabrication shop, and using the ends of the original driveshaft, make another driveshaft for the truck. The bed was not with the truck when the hyena acquired it. It just had an open frame in back. But with some help from friends, and scrounging of scrap material, and some bolts, nuts, washers and U-bolts from the local hardware store, the truck had a homemade flatbed on it in almost no time at all. The truck still needed a tail light, which Sy Aardwolf had a universal tail light available from his junkyard.
The truck didn't look like much...But for the Angolan equivalent of $42, and for what Sy Aardwolf charged to make a drive shaft for it, and the cost of some hardware and a junkyard tail light, that wasn't a bad deal on a truck that is in running condition.
The muffler and tailpipe eventually fell off during the time the hyena owned the truck...which now, the trucks sounds off with a noisy >BAP BAP BAP BAP BAP BAP< kind of like an old WW1 bi-wing airplane. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L_aJGLJaW50 ...Starting at footage 3:54 on the video.
And the truck does burn some oil, due to the fact it was used commercially and had a lot of kilometers (miles) on it.
There is a video of a Peugeot 404 pick up truck in way worse condition than the one depicted here; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYHPJ9d9oUk ...On footage 0:05, it sounds like the driver of the truck said, "Look how tight she runs".
