Time does horrible things to the brain...
I forgot that the box was just the front mat, because I'd bought and unboxed the rear mat many months prior.
I forgot how heavy they are, and just how bad my shoulder still is (no surgery yet) and how awkward a semi-floppy rubber thingy can be.
Luckily, the Doobies were on the computer, so I was able to hit the pause button and run out while I was thinking about all this.
It's still tightly folded, so it's sitting on the hood of my truck waiting for the sun to do it's thing. Learning from my previous debacle, ruining some really nice original paint, I put the mat on the cardboard box and will let it sit out all day. Hoping that my neighborhood is still safe from pilfering, and that nobody will know what a valuable piece of rubber that really is.
Will compare it to the other one, that's still buried in the back of my covered Bronco, later when I come back. Initially it looks the same as my memory tells me. But from the previous pics, it's a relatively subtle difference.
But in my case, having bought them so far apart, it'll be interesting to see how well they match.
For now, it's off to one of my other gigs. More to come...
Paul