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  1. Thanks, Mike, for letting all us armchair idiots know what a bunch of losers we are. Glad you took the time to breeze in and admonish all of us, as you apparently don’t sit in front of your keyboard ready to tear into posts “like a butcher with a clever” like the rest of us. This must have been a one time occurrence when you happened to do exactly what you’re criticizing the rest of us for doing. Nice to have someone with your acumen in all things automotive set the forum straight.
  2. I think Gunsmoke is just pointing out that here are very few people - even on this forum - who could undertake a restoration of this car, or who would want to, given that they would be deep in a hole financially when (if ever) they finished it. You are going to have to find a Marquette enthusiast - few and far between - with either the hands on ability, or the deep pockets to restore this car. Hard enough, but add a ten grand starting fee and you’re in never never land. He is stating the truth, either you want to sell it or save it. No one is going to promise, with any certainty, that they will “save” the car. In most cases, the buyer will probably store it in his garage/shed, look at it affectionately and dream about a restoration that will never happen. Then they - or their heirs - will flip it. They are your cars to do with what you will, but if saving them is your number one priority, better storage should have been a major consideration. Congrats on keeping them all these years, but face it, as you yourself have stated, most of them are rough and a mess.
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    1935 Lincoln K Club Sedan

    This is brutal Matt, and nothing I can say will make it any better. I remember my frustrations trying to take my rubber mounted Floating Power transmission apart on my 32 Dodge Brothers. It was a nightmare. Now I can do it blindfolded. I know you’re a long way from solving your problem, and that you may never solve it, but I sure hope things will work out with the Lincoln. The fact that this happened to a knowledgeable car dealer like yourself gives all of us pause when considering buying a higher end car.
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    I need a little help.

    When I'm not working on restoring my 1932 Dodge Brothers Sedan, I often work on art projects or model building. I'm currently working on a three-dimensional shadow box featuring a scene from a Film Noir film - two detectives sitting in a period car. I have two of the three elements I need, a very sharp photo of the two actors in the car taken directly from the film, and a period background of a 40s Los Angeles street at night. What I don't have is a good shot of the car they are sitting in. Try as I might, I can find nothing on the internet that works. The photo below comes as close as I can get, but it is too small and lacks the necessary detail. The rainstorm doesn't help, either. So, I'm asking if someone out there with a forties sedan (or late thirties) could take a front shot of their car, as large as possible (the quality turned up high) that matches the shot above. It may be too large to post on the site, but if you send me a PM, I'll shoot you my email. The background doesn't matter - garage, outdoors - doesn't matter as long as the car is clear. I'll be removing the background and interior in Photoshop, so the car itself is the only thing that counts. Thanks in advance for any help you can provide.
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    I need a little help.

    PM sent. Thanks.
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    I need a little help.

    Thanks, I may be able to make it work.
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    I need a little help.

    The shot is perfect, but the resolution is a bit too low. Is this off the net or one of your personal photos?
  8. This is the story of Daphne, the Black Daliha, my once and future 1932 Dodge DL sedan. Warning: this is a story of lust, loss of innocence, betrayal and redemption. Read at your own risk. It was 1965. I was a sophomore at Syracuse university. Life was good. Vietnam was just a distant dark cloud on the horizon. I had everything - except a car. I'd just joined Delta Tau Delta Fraternity. All the cool guys in the frat owned cars. I wanted to be a cool guy. I lusted after a set of wheels. But not the wheels the other brothers were driving; not an MGA, or a new Chevy convertible, or a 58 Corvette, no, I lusted after a big, black 1930s sedan. After all, my favorite TV show had been "The Untouchables." Those long, curvey, full-fendered monsters roaring down a rain-slicked street got my blood boiling. Not a coupe, not even a convertible, but a four door sedan - with sidemounts, of course. That was MY idea of a car! I was immediately shunned by most of my fraternity brothers. On a pleasant spring day I was walking to class and happened to pass by the staff parking lot. Sitting there, under a huge oak, was the car of my dreams. Stunned, I pushed my way through the hedge to get a better look at her. It said Dodge Brothers on the winged badge that adorned the chrome radiator shell. The front fenders held magnificent spoked wheels and hulking Allstate tires. The four door body, black as coal, stretched off into the distance. Lust doesn't even describe my feeling at that moment. I had to own that car. I would kill to own that car. Two minor problems: I couldn't find the owner and I was broke. Day after day I passed by my obsession on the way to class. She sat there, taunting me. My attention slipped, my grades suffered. I spent long nights staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. Then, one day, I noticed something different about the black beauty. Was it...? Yes, a sign in the window: black with red letters - FOR SALE. And below, in ball point pen - $400. My euphoria was short-lived as I suddenly realized the magnitude of my dilemma. My heart sank. I was doomed. Where was I going to come up with four hundred large? My palms grew damp, my eyesight dimmed. This couldn't be happening. Someone was bound to snap up this gem and she would be gone forever! What to do, what to do? Holding up a convenience store was out of the question. What would my parents say if I got caught? My parents...hmmmm. Yeah, I could call my dad, already strapped with paying my tuition and gearing up for my brother's entrance into the ivy halls of higher academia, and try to extort the $400 from him. My mouth dry, my fingers numb, I dialed sunny California - where my parents had conveniently moved from New York just after I decided on Syracuse as college of choice - and hit up the old man for four hundred clams. Things remained fairly calm until I mentioned the car in question was a Dodge. My father, a GM claims adjuster/manager/executive for 18 years (it would be 40 years before he retired) was appalled. A Chrysler Product! Was I out of my mind? And what year was it? I wasn't sure; late twenties, early thirties? Who cared? It was cool! To this day I don't know why my father said yes to my buying a 33 year old non GM product, but he did. He sent me the money and I was the proud owner of a 1932 Dodge Brothers DL sedan. My loss of innocence came fast and hard. I treated my gem, my overwhelming desire, like dirt. She never let me down, despite my indifference, my abuse, my thoughtlessness. I was remiss in changing the oil, maintaining the fluid levels, washing her, keeping her safe. I drove her in the snow, in the slush, through the brutal upstate New York winters. I piled into a parked car during a blizzard and somehow managed to scrape up enough cash to have the damaged passenger side fender repaired - twenty-five bucks. I owed her that. A fellow Delt backed her out of the driveway - the driveway was our only parking space and musical cars was the game of the day - and he ran into a parked car across the street. The back window was small on these sedans - low visibility. Gone was the tail light and the fender was crumpled. I couldn't raise enough money to fix it, so I slapped on a cheap aftermarket tail light and soldiered on. She always started, always got me to where I was going, but my treatment of her was beyond the pale. Deep in my heart I knew I was the villain a she was the suffering victim. Then, the call from my dad. Oh, the horror, the horror! My brother was in college now, times were tough and he couldn't afford the car insurance anymore. I'd have to sell the Dodge. I begged and pleaded, tried to talk him into putting her into storage. No deal, sell the car. I put an ad in the paper. The guy who sold it to me called. I wanted $400. He said that was too high. No one wanted my car. It wasn't cool. I wasn't cool. Then a fellow Delt, a kindred spirit, Phil Kennedy, found out I was selling the old girl. His sensibilities were apparently as strange and twisted as mine. He wanted to buy the car. He loved the thirties styling. He'd never owned a car. He lusted after my Dodge. Just one problem - he was broke. He nervously called his father, who read him the riot act and then agreed to give Phil the money. The deal was made and the Dodge passed out of my life - I thought forever. Forty-five years passed. I met the girl of my dreams, got married, had a daughter, three grand-kids. I thought of my old Dodge often, wondering whatever had happened to her, figuring she was probably part of a 1986 Subaru or something equally horrifying. In a moment of insanity, I was talked into joining Facebook by my daughter and granddaughters. I began to catch up on old friends. I thought about Phil Kennedy and my old car. Any chance he still had...no, impossible. I finally tracked Phil down and discovered he had bought another 32 Dodge. My old car was sitting in his grandmother's - now his - garage, and had been there since 1970. At that point I had a 1948 Plymouth and a 50 Dodge Wayfarer roadster. Phil and I exchanged amenities and promptly lost track of each other for three years. I came in from the workshop one day after fighting with the rusted out floorboards of the convertible. My wife could see I was miserable. "Do you really care about the convertible?" she asked. Now, I thought the Wayfarer was a neat old car, but I had to admit my heart wasn't really in it. And then it came to me - the car I really wanted to restore, the only car I really wanted, was my old Dodge, my first car. I struggled to find Phil again. Would he still have the car? Would he sell it? Through another Delt brother I found Phil's email and sent him off the message. It was like that spring day in Syracuse all over again. I lusted after my old car and this time, if I was lucky enough to get her back, I would treat her like the lady she always was. Phil's reply was too good to be true. Since he had purchased his all original 32 he had decided he'd never have time to restore "my" old Dodge. He was thinking about selling her, and had actually though of me first - but he figured that since I already had two cars, I wouldn't be interested. I quickly got that idea out of his head! We made a deal and my first car was coming back home after 45 years. Over the last two months I have sold the Plymouth and the Wayfarer. I hated to see them go, but I wanted to devote all my time (and money) to the restoration of the Dodge. Here's the Plymouth heading off to Texas. I hope to have Daphne finished in time for the 100th anniversary of Dodge in 2014 and drive her up to the big show in Auburn Hills. It will be a daunting task, but she deserves it after what I put her through all those years ago.
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    The Ressurection of Daphne - a 1932 DL

    Hanging in there and trying to lose some weight before I have knee replacement surgery. I actually got my newly reupholstered front seat back a few weeks ago and I’ll post some pictures after the holidays. I’ve also completed all the wood floorboards and am waiting for a warm day to paint them. I’m also working inside, wiring my headlights and cowl lights. It’s very difficult to get around at the moment with bone on bone arthritis in my right knee, but I am making progress - mostly from a seated position.
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    Towing a trailer with an antique Dodge

    If you’ve ever seen a two axle wagon (with the front axle able to turn) you’ll abandon that idea in a heartbeat. They use them around here to carry nitrogen tanks for fertilizing the farm fields. If you’ve ever been behind one of these rigs being pulled by a tractor, wobbling all over the road at fifteen miles an hour, you’ll never forget it. They appear to be constantly trying to steer themselves into a ditch no matter how straight the tractor is going.
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    Roadworthyness of 32 Chrysler 6?

    It’s hard to tell from the photos, but I’m pretty sure that’s a later engine in this car. There are no exposed cylinder jackets on the lower part of the motor as there should be on a 32. I also don’t see a handbrake lever next to the gearshift lever which probably means the transmission has also been changed. In that shot under the dash there appears to be a later handbrake lever like the one on my 48 Plymouth cobbled onto the side panel. Add in the previously mentioned rust, improper door sills, poor paint and shabby appearance and I’d stay away from this one unless you’re planning an extensive restoration. Way overpriced.
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    selling my 26 DB Sedan. How much worth?

    Looks like a nice car. The color may hurt you a bit. These seem to be going in the $8000 range. If the work on the motor is documented, that will help you. The problem with these cars is the limited top speed, which relegates them to back roads and small town driving. Good luck with the sale.
  13. Getting ready to do the firewall pad on my 32 Dodge Brothers. May I ask where you got the jute and the fiber board? My pad is not as thick as yours and appears to have a single layer of jute. What did you find to be the best method to cut the jute to shape? How about the fiberboard. Both of your materials look to have very clean cuts.
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    1935 Lincoln K Club Sedan

    Matt, I think this car needs an exorcism.
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    1948 Tucker #1057 on ebay

    The Carioca, Now that’s a car I’d like to see someone build. I wonder if there are any other drawings of this proposed design.
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    Alternative to Penrite for steering box

    ‘I assume you mean corn head grease. What alternative do you recommend?
  17. As I said in the post, they were repaired by Jeff Holzmer. He welded in new metal and reshaped the openings to the correct size.
  18. When working on my drag link, I wasn't having much luck finding NOS parts other than threaded inserts and new internal springs. Then Curti on this site suggested I contact Jeff Holzmer in Woodbury, Minnesota. He replaced the pitman arm balls on several Auburns for Curti and came highly recommended. Since my pitman arm was very similar, if not identical to the Auburn arm, I thought I'd get in touch. He agreed to work on mine and also to repair my damaged drag link. I'm very happy with the work. Here are some before and after photos. The pitman arm before... And after. And the drag link before and after. The other end.
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    Damage to my 48 Lincoln

    You seem to be interested in originality, but changed the car to 12 volts? It looks like an older paint job in the first place, so I’m not sure why you think you’re owed a new paint job on the whole car. Maybe I’m being naive, but I can’t imagine taking a car to a shop and let them sit the car outside month after month. You said you took some pictures six month ago - did you not notice it being stored outside at that time? Did you occasionally stop by the shop to check progress and find it sitting outside? I think the shop owes you an explanation and a fix and repaint on the fender. I think you owe yourself a rethink on how you handle repairs to your car in the future.
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    The Ressurection of Daphne - a 1932 DL

    My engine rebuilder said it might need adjusting. Not sure why he thought so - I’m giving him a call Monday. I used a new temporary gauge, not the original, to test the oil pressure. I’ll try the original gauge and see what that reads. At least I have too much pressure rather than not enough.
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    The Ressurection of Daphne - a 1932 DL

    Is there a gap between the cover and the block? I don’t think mine is screwed all the way in. Any pictures would help.
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    The Ressurection of Daphne - a 1932 DL

    Starting and running the engine a few times and some minor problems have cropped up. The oil pressure is running 65 pounds, which I think is too high. Looks like I may have to adjust the pressure relief valve. I found a small oil leak at the bottom of the timing chain cover. I tightened the cover bolts and it seems to have stopped the leak. I certainly hope so, as the thought of having to replace the cover gasket is not something I want to consider. I also found a leak around the pressure relief valve cover - which is more of a screw on domed fitting in the side of the block. This will need some investigating. I’m not sure if there is a gasket involved or just the tightness of the unit being screwed tight into the block is supposed to be sufficient. If I have to adjust the pressure relief valve, I guess I’ll find out as that cover is how you access it.
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    #12-28 Bolts

    I’m looking for some #12-28 bolts - either hex head or slotted screw head. My local auto shop has them up to 2 inches.. Naturally, I need 2-1/2” length. I’ve tried Grainger, Amazon and other usual suspects with no luck. I guess this is an odd size. There is a plethora of #10 and 1/4” bolts in all lengths, but the meager supply of #12 resides in a small specialty box with maximum length of 2 inches. Since I only need two, I don’t think having a batch of ten thousand made up in China works for me. Any suggestions?
  24. Externally it looks like the BB on my 1932 Dodge Brothers sedan. Mine is really for a 32 DeSoto, but the two motors are almost identical and it works fine on my car. As Carbking says, without the tag, you just can't tell.
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    #12-28 Bolts

    Retapping to 1/4 inch is the obvious answer. There is plenty of meat on the plate, so it should be an easy process. I like to keep things as original as possible, but since most of it is hidden inside the wood block, I'm not going to have a coronary over it. Thanks for all the advice. And I tried all the outlets suggested above with no luck. It's the length that is the problem.