There was one of these in Joplin, MO. I saw the guy who owned it. He was a gruff, scraggly old man who had replaced the plastic "wood" with real wood. He liked it better that way. His parents had owned a real woody when he was a kid. The wagon wasn't in the greatest condition but he took as good a care of it as he could with what he had. He loved his wagon. Sold his truck to replace the engine.