If I was to run from the law, I'd rather be in almost anything other than a bread truck. Your judgement in getaway vehicles needs work. Also, just for the record, in case you forgot - pictures, or it didn't happen.
And also for the record, I used to live in Frank James' house in Nevada, MO. Course he was dead at the time. So it wasn't really his anymore. But it used to be. Can't help it, it's just part of my outlaw history from back when I was younger. Not the gang, just my age.
Frank and Jesse were both real nice guys too. Unless you objected to getting robbed or shot or such.