F-150 King Ranch Edition 2wd Fully Loaded Saddle Leather Reverse Sensor Assist. on 2040-cars
Las Vegas, Nevada, United States
Vehicle Title:Clear
Engine:5.4L 330Cu. In. V8 FLEX SOHC Naturally Aspirated
Fuel Type:Gasoline
For Sale By:Private Seller
Transmission:Automatic
Model: F-150
Cab Type (For Trucks Only): super crew
Trim: King Ranch Crew Cab Pickup 4-Door
Options: Sunroof, Leather Seats, CD Player
Drive Type: RWD
Safety Features: Anti-Lock Brakes, Driver Airbag, Passenger Airbag, Side Airbags
Mileage: 154,600
Power Options: Dual power seats, Heated dual seats, Air Conditioning, Cruise Control, Power Locks, Power Windows, Power Seats
Exterior Color: White
Interior Color: Brown
Number of Cylinders: 8
Disability Equipped: No
Warranty: Vehicle does NOT have an existing warranty
Condition : exterior has dings and dents has a scratch on driver side that goes to the driver passenger side. Dings on bed but nothing noticeable. Scratch on front lower bumper.
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