It's bone stock, but it is a special edition TRD called Rock Warrior. Comes with those rims and Billet shocks. It's awesome if I do say so my damn self. Had to drive to Pennsylvania to get it because that edition is really hard to find.
Acid, I spent all day on the phone with the farmer, and it's turned into a cluster. The guys who want to lease it have trampled all over the place. The old farts who own the land adjacent to it, and have donated some of it to NYS as Forever Wild, are busting balls , big time. My mother actually knows them, so I called, only to get a rash of crap from the old bag. She says they walk the property every day and plan to do so right through hunting season. They can do what they want, but getting hurt, just to be right, doesn't sound like a route I'd take. They put a sign on my ladder stand. It's in an easement, but close enough that they can make trouble, and want it down. It's a friggin bees next and I'm sure it's not good for deer activity.
Anyway, I've gotten access to a suburban plot that's next to a huge farm. I'm going in cold on that tomorrow with my climber. Saw tons of does there on Friday when I took a quick peek. Working on catching up with the farmer who owns all that land. Like you said, door to door, the old fashioned way. But, I'd like to wait til next year. That way it's more casual.