Gentlemen,
To paraphrase, "The reports of my demise are exaggerated,... but only slightly" That being the case, hands off my mock-up, my wife, and especially my tools!

Also, I suspect you guys have just a
little too much time on your hands.
She took the unveiling like a trooper, but when she found out I was serious, her only statement was "I don't want to store that thing!" Eh, this will happen, it will, however, take a little time. Marketing is about knowing what the objections are and preparing for them. I am prepared. After 10 years of marriage you'd think I'd have realized that she no likee surprises unless they consist of candy or flowers and preferably both (though footwear is always popular).
Since she works in New Jersey, and I, here in Utah. We see each other about twice a month. You didn't think I'd spend valuable face-to-face persuasion time to post a message to the guys who were planning my funeral did you?
I appreciate all the input, (but I laughed harder at the speculation). Andrew, your suggestion regarding the hatch is my fallback position. I will move the hinge forward 6", radius the corner and run it to the bottom. I might split the hatch, but the bottom hatch would end up hanging down in the dirt. I still haven't decided. Mike, I wanted that ledge to be an armrest, but think of this: I'll hang a light weight table just underneath the inside cabinets on full slides that will allow us to pull it forward until it "floats" fright in front of us while we sit up. A stabilizing leg will swing down to support it even though I'd use 100lb. slides. When we are done, we push it towards the back and lock it under the cabinets. I lose about 2" of footwell clearance and gain a table. It could also be removed to mount over the fender.
DEAD PERSON: I'm not dead!
MORTICIAN: What?
CUSTOMER: Nothing -- here's your nine pence.
DEAD PERSON: I'm not dead!
MORTICIAN: Here -- he says he's not dead!
CUSTOMER: Yes, he is.
DEAD PERSON: I'm not!
MORTICIAN: He isn't.
CUSTOMER: Well, he will be soon, he's very ill.
DEAD PERSON: I'm getting better!
CUSTOMER: No, you're not -- you'll be stone dead in a moment.
MORTICIAN: Oh, I can't take him like that -- it's against
regulations.
DEAD PERSON: I don't want to go on the cart!
CUSTOMER: Oh, don't be such a baby.
MORTICIAN: I can't take him...
DEAD PERSON: I feel fine!
CUSTOMER: Oh, do us a favor...
MORTICIAN: I can't.
CUSTOMER: Well, can you hang around a couple of minutes? He
won't be long.
MORTICIAN: Naaah, I got to go on to Robinson's -- they've lost
nine today.
CUSTOMER: Well, when is your next round?
MORTICIAN: Thursday.
DEAD PERSON: I think I'll go for a walk.
CUSTOMER: You're not fooling anyone y'know. Look, isn't there
something you can do?
DEAD PERSON: I feel happy... I feel happy.
[whop]
CUSTOMER: Ah, thanks very much.
MORTICIAN: Not at all. See you on Thursday.
CUSTOMER: Right.
GB
I'm not dead, yet. I'm feeling better.