My 2001 Ford Ranger XLT – It Gave Its All

Far more beaten than “Charlie”, but same color and similar trim. Image from BidCars.

 

2009 was a very rough time for many people. For myself, it marked the end of my 10 years with Lowe’s. The send off was wonderful, with a gold watch, my 401k and a hearty “thank you”- nope not at all. Instead, I had to press to get my 401k released and was invited not to come back.

At the time, my wife Cindy was driving a ’98 Ford Expedition (a story for another day) and I could not find work. Desperate, I accepted a job doing flooring measurements for a Lowe’s installer and needed a work vehicle. My mechanic, Tim, had a well preserved 2001 Ranger XLT with the 2.3 and A/C. It had 188,000 miles and was owned by the president of a local Air Conditioner company.  So I traded our Expedition for the Ranger and some mechanical work.

On use, I was immediately impressed with how crisp (for a truck) the vehicle shifted, with a clutch that felt perfect. Tim had replaced all those items just before I took it over. However, there was a curious glitch in the interior, with an ever-on airbag light. Tim explained that the seats came from a junkyard ’99 model and the connectors were not the same. Fine.

The very familiar ever-on airbag warning light…

 

Later, the check engine lit up one day, and I never addressed it. I used to joke with people that between the CE and airbag lights, I kept my hands warm during the winter.

Charlie, the name given the truck by my daughter, was pressed into service, hard service, right away. Living in Findlay, Ohio, my measurements took me up into lower Michigan and over to Sandusky; even out onto the Lake Erie islands. At one point, I was driving 1200 miles weekly to do installer measurements. One day, out of boredom, I counted how many times I pressed the clutch; 119 times!

Other than at the very end, the Ranger never left me stranded; it would go to Virginia Beach and back, and to Chicago and back! I was constantly on the Ohio turnpike; I drove it over dirt roads, through snow drifts, and one night I had to drive through a snowstorm to measure a bedroom for carpet. Not one issue. Ford had really built a solid truck and I was very impressed.

After three years and the accrued mileage, my beloved Charlie was very tired. One day, I was out in the country measuring for a really nice customer, when I walked out to see all of the truck’s antifreeze spilled on his new concrete driveway. I asked the client for a bucket that I could use to rinse everything down, which he kindly provided. Then, he what I was going to do. Not wanting to look embarrassed I told him I could limp Charlie back into town and have a mechanic troubleshoot the problem.

However, just as I drove away and found myself between two very tall cornfields, all the gauges maxed out and I shut down the engine. I coasted into a farmer’s lane and contemplated what to do next. I called into the office to get all my other measurement jobs reassigned, then called Mrs. Chip. As divine fate would have it, she was at AAA renewing our coverage. It went into use immediately; so I put in for a tow and waited for less than an hour.

Hopefully, this one hasn’t been overheated.

 

As I rode the 60 miles home in the tow truck, I thought about my next steps. Was Charlie worth a replacement engine? Sure. I mean, the odometer reading was 138,000 (I assume he meant to write 238,000 – ED)  at this point and everything still worked. Then again, all that truck ever required, ever, was a battery. That’s it. Or so I thought.

The final outcome was this: I gave the truck back to Tim to scope out how bad things were. It turns out that Ford had no blame in this, nor did I. Tim found out that his son had driven the Ranger for a few weeks before I bought it, and he’d overheated that poor little 2.3. Now, a replacement engine was needed. But it was going to take at least a week to sort everything out. I then traded the Ranger with Tim to get repairs on our family’s ‘91 Buick Park Avenue (acquired in the meantime) and started a search for another work vehicle. Again, that’s for another time.

So thank you Tom, for mentioning that the little Ranger hasn’t had any love here. I’d own another in a minute. It was simply the most reliable vehicle we’ve owned. Ford had a great hit on their hands. It’s really sad to see this ocean of recalls and vehicle failures in 2025.