I bought a Flat Bed First Gen Raptor from Cabo sight unseen......

Wes-Wheelin-Wheeler

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Good afternoon, Earthlings,



After an immense amount of procrastination and a few months of ownership, I am proud to finally introduce my newest addition to the ShitBox Stable (Trademark pending), affectionately named by Mr. Shreddy Wilkey himself, "Flat Red" the Flat Bed First Gen Raptor. You read that right. Flat Bed. First Gen Raptor. Whut?


This absolute beauty(?), behemoth(?), monstrosity(?), or whatever you choose to call it, started its life as one of the most badass production trucks of all time. A 2012 First Gen Raptor equipped with the infamous 6.2L V8 AND in the best cab configuration available, The Super Cab, affectionately named the "SCAB Raptors." Hard to beat the proportions on these beauties especially when they are on 37-40" rubbers. Also, one of the best wheelbases on a production truck for offroad at 133”.


This specific 6.2L SCAB Raptor was owned by a gentleman who goes by the name of Buck. Buck is a very rad, and very interesting character who enjoyed spending his days either in Cabo San Lucas B.C.S or Orange County, CA. You can imagine anyone who spends there days in these locations is probably someone who enjoys a good time, a cerveza or 12, and maybe a little bit of the green goodness. Or a lot...


Buck purchased this truck with around 10k miles on it and claims that it travelled up and down the Baja peninsula over 70 times in its life. Not sure if you still call those highway miles as anyone who has driven in Baja can attest too lol.


At some point on one of those Baja adventures, one of the bedsides took some damage while he was being towed out of some sand up against a wall. He stated the truck that pulled him accidentally yanked him against the wall and that the damage was minimal enough that he still sold the bed off in OC. For some reason, he still decided to go through insurance, and they gave the truck a salvage title, sadly. He opted to keep it, and the rest was history.


The stock bed came off, and equipped in its place was an 8-foot aluminum Australian Ute style flat-bed or "tray." Frame was chopped and extended about a foot to make this happen. He was an avid motorcycle rider and anyone who has used a Raptor bed knows how restricted they are for carrying much of anything. His new bed allowed for multiple motorcycles and gear to be loaded up with room to spare, and he was stoked. He had just created the only Flat Bed First Gen Raptor in the world, that I can seem to find at least.


As mentioned earlier, Buck was a fan of a little bit of god's green gift. Both as a consumer, and entrepreneur. He claimed that every time he had ever driven from OC to Cabo over the years, he would bring a "couple" Lbs. of the good stuff that we have available here and sell it to his friends in Cabo to make some cash on the side. In essence, you can say the truck was a drug mule, but it was just going the wrong or "easy" way.


So, there he was sometime in late 2019 driving his sweet ass 2012 SCAB 1G Raptor from OC to Cabo as he has done literally 69 times before. Only this time that SCAB 1G Raptor was the 1 of 1 Flat Bed Raptor. Covid had still not ruined life as we know it, rock and roll was bumping over the SYNC, BFGs were humming, and it was his first trip w/ the Flatbed, things were good.


Underneath said sweet ass, custom ass, Flatbed that had been installed there are four PVC pipes that run the entire length of the bed. Jammed in those pipes were what Buck claimed as "a few" pounds of the good stuff, some Penjamin Franklin's, and a couple batches of Granny MJ's special cookies. You know, the typical load.


He was coming up on San Felipe, and inevitably, the Federales checkpoint that leads into town. I assume he was calm, cool, and collected since he had done this so many times, but the Flatbed was just too custom to not draw some attention. The Federales noticed there were 4 bolts holding a plate on the rear of the truck and decided to pull those and check inside the PVC pipes that you can clearly see from the side of the truck. Yup. Busted.


Mr.Buck unfortunately was booked into Mexican prison and did a solid 4-year stint en la pinta. Ruff. The truck was impounded in San Felipe until one of his buddies could come grab it and complete the drive down to Cabo, but without the goods. The truck lived in Cabo for the next 4 years and was cared for by Bucks mechanic down there to keep it in good standing.


It's now May 2024 and Buck has returned to the great U.S of A. He may have been on Mexican parole still and fled it as it is a very lenient parole, but shhh we won't tell. He is ready to get some cash back for the truck he is not going to be able to go get, so he posts it up on good ole Facebook Marketplace with about 2 photos, a one sentence description, and a low price of $12,000.


It was love at first sight. I have wanted a 1G Raptor since 2010 when I was a starry-eyed middle schooler watching the launch campaign for one of the coolest production trucks of all time. Not only was this one a smoking deal, it was a SCAB, and by this time I had been actively looking at listings for 1G's for years. I had to have it. I was at work at Baja Designs and decided to hyper focus my attention on getting Buck's attention. He was not replying to my messages so I asked him for his number a few times and he replied. My manager and I gave him a ring and it seemed a little shady at first. Once he realized we were cool he gave us the entire story you just read above, and then some. Now thing's were really shady, and I was stoked. Most of my vehicles have been wild stories as to how I acquired them, but this was going to take the cake by a mile......
 

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Now my story with Flat Red begins. If you are still reading this, thank you for being so rad. This was as exciting in the moment as I imagine it is for you right now. Lol.


After chatting with Buck for a day or two the plan was for me to fly down to Cabo on a Friday after work and drive the ole beast home. He was very excited as he was planning on a Cabo local wanting it and just wiring him the money. The truck coming home meant he would be able to load up his Chopper Harley, his BMW adventure bike, and whatever other junk would fit that he had down there. Spares, Clothes, Riding Gear, and all. Only issue with this is I could not find someone to drop there weekend plans and join me on the wildest vehicle purchase possible. I also got a bit of cold feet thinking about how it may be known by the wrong people or at least get their attention.


I decided to use my resources, and it just happened to be NORRA week. I had reached out to a few racers with no luck, and then it hit me. Rich Minga. A true badass. I gave Rich a call and he just so happened to be in Baja already en route to Ensenada to race his badass VW in the NORRA 1000. Perfect storm. I told him the deal, and he immediately said that one of his chase guys, who was riding in the truck with him and was about 70 years' old, would drive it back for me when they got to Cabo. Mission was a go.


The NORRA 1000 did not start for another few days, so I had already been in contact with Buck for a week by the time they left the start line. If you aren't familiar with the NORRA, it is a rally style race that is done in stages over the span of a few days. This meant another week of waiting in anticipation for Rich to even lay eyes on the truck, assuming that he makes it to Cabo with no major mechanicals on the race car. After lots of silt and whoops, he finished the race and arrived in beautiful Cabo San Lucas. He was only set to be there for one night so he went right over to check out the truck and take it back to there spot for an early roll out. Everything checked out visually as I told him to be lenient, and that as long as he thought it would drive home to send it. Send it they did.


Another week of agonizing waiting occurred as they drove up the peninsula. Rich checked in with me daily to let me know things were going well, and the truck was running great. I was so stoked! The older gentleman who was driving the truck was adamant that if I was going to not purchase the truck, he will. This was a very reassuring thing to here when buying a vehicle from Mexico sight unseen lol.


After 3 days of driving up the beautiful Baja peninsula it was time to cross the border back into the greatest country on Earth. I knew it was time, but did not know they were in line already. Around 3pm, I received a call from Rich, and to say he was flustered would be putting it lightly. He started peppering me with questions about if there was something wrong with the truck, if I knew the guy who owned it, and even asked are their drugs in the truck. I let him know beforehand about the story of the truck and Buck, but he was not convinced that there was not an issue.


The reason he was freaking out is because he was about 4 cars ahead of Flat Red and once he got through the border, he never saw Flat Red come through. He was yelling that the truck must be blacklisted and that they are so f**ked. I asked him if they had the Title and Registration for Flat Red and the two motorcycles, because Buck was responsible enough to get everything up to date before the trip for us. He replies, "Yes I do they are right here in my truck with me!" "Why did you not leave them in the truck they are for!?" I replied. He realized that was a mistake and says he will call me back in a few. I am sitting at work having an absolute freak out thinking I just got an old man sent to Mexican prison and am going to have to go down there and explain the circumstances. Tension was high.


About 30 minutes go by with no update. I called him once in that time and he let me know that he was on his way back toward the border because he had already started heading home when we first chatted. After another few minutes he finally calls me back. As it turns out, Flat Red got through the border without a single hiccup and with all the motorcycles, and the gentleman driving thought the plan was to just head home once crossed. He did not think to check his phone or check in with Rich and just about gave us heart attacks. Rich and I were very relieved, and I was finally able to get back to work after a 1-2 hour crisis.


The truck made it home that night, but I was actually heading to Lake Havasu after work for my girlfriend’s birthday, and did not have time to go grab the truck. It sat at Rich Minga’s house for another week before I was able to finally lay eyes on her in all her glory, and glorious she was.


Seeing it for the first time was a major repose, and it was actually in way better condition than expected overall. Everything on the truck works including AC and heated seats. It is absolutely the most modern and nicest vehicle I have ever owned. The only major issue that was not mentioned by Buck was a golfball sized hole in the roof from rust. It is so weird because it is just right in the center of the roof, so it seems like a pipe may have been dripping on it for a few years in Cabo. Beyond that, the driver seat has a tear, it needs a deep detail, and the frame and suspension has lots of surface rust. The potential is literally through the (rusty) roof, but I am still just driving it as Flat Red the Flat Bed. I am having trouble bringing myself to change it up as it is such a unique vehicle with such a rad story.


I have compiled an extensive parts pile for it including Prerunner bumper, Baja Designs, Fox 3-tube bypasses for stock location, AlphaRex headlights and more, but for now, she is my daily driver and is in the same basic condition as when she left Baja. Roth Shock Services did a mobile rebuild of the shocks, Kenda hooked me up with some 37” Klever R/T’s (Red Labels of course), RaceLine got me dialed in with some Rogues that match my ladies 4Runner, and Full Throttle battery is supplying the juice. Beyond that, she is the same truck that rolled into the San Felipe Federales checkpoint on that unfortunate day, and I am daily driving the shit out of it and realy enjoying its current condition. Nothing like a beater with some power.

Follow along here as I continue the build on this beast and turn it into the dream Raptor I have always dreamed of prerunning Baja in, but never would have built if it wouldn’t have come in the package of Flat Red the Flat Bed First Gen Raptor. It is the perfect truck to turn into a Baja prerunner as it has 10’s of thousands of Baja miles already and wants more. We shall see what this snowballs into, but first, I should probably fix the roof and the exhaust leak lol. If you read the whole story I appreciate you and I look forward to taking you for a rip across the desert in this girl one day! Or just down to the feed store to grab some hay, partner.
 
Heck yeah! I remember seeing this thing on marketplace. Excited to see what you do with it.
 
Sweet baby Jesus!
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dude, what a tale! haha
 
what an epic story Wes.... A story like this makes your vehicle 100X cooler than just buying it from some guy in US. I love it. Thanks for writing that up.
 
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