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Walking into a semi-dark quonset building can have its surprising moments. Sliding into the driver seat and looking down at a Mustang shifter just adds to it. Flattery.

I am a pre-Windows computer user by about 15 years. It is easier for me to type in a line of code than use that flip page thingie.

Try this first:

No picture of the home built trailer, huh.

I still enjoy finding my Bugle in the streetside mailbox. The Buick and Cadillac magazines come within a couple of days so I get the joy of anticipation. Being a lifelong book reader I am surrounded by books, all kinds. I have a chair and a throne for reading. A few years ago I realized the value of saving periodicals was of little value. I rarely went back to reference past articles. I no longer keep them. I have a friend who gets the Buick issues some of the time but refuses the Cadillac ones as being too highfalutin. I prefer the hard copy but after recently seeing the clutter and mess even a billionaire can live in I try to be better about recycling.

My grandfather loved to sell trucks. He looked at them as a rolling business for anyone who owned one. That was in the mid-1960s. He bought a lot of Rochester Telephone trucks when they changed over from IH to Chevies. The '58 -'60 IH's rusted bad. In 5 to 6 years there were gaping holes where the headlight used to be. He did most of his work with a torch so we cut front fenders off any old cars we had and made them fit. We had a piece of wood to mark the center line of the headlights and lots of carriage bolts. I remember a couple if 55-56 Fords that gave up fenders to our endeavor. When the fenders were secure those brown trucks got a brush coating of resale red enamel. We moved quite a few of them like that. Once we got in a pretty good Chevy telephone pole truck, something like a C6500. Front and rear winches, hydraulic gate, rack job with a diamond plate bed. I'm thinking like $900 off our lot. He espoused it's great value as a one man business. Power! Just pull up to a construction site and tell the boss you have Power! Yesterday I was using my Avalanche to roust some steel and material an adjacent lumber company had left in my little woods over 60 years ago. I was remembering Grandpa Jerry and thinking of how much he would like that Avalanche. It's a lot of truck. The old IH brings back memories but most of my memories are in shallow areas anyway.

I just came across this picture on my can of Transtar rollable primer. It's good stuff. I have a small job coming up this week. Maybe I can write up some details.

I remember being a kid and hearing a great invention would cause people to beat a path to your door. I think of that every time I see one of these innocent question posts. It's marketing. Surely the rare find will sell in hours. The posts are reassuring in a way. Nothing has changed but the date.

I have been on this forum since 2006. All I had to do was look at the avatar to the left of my screen and know the comment. No reading required. I would give one a try. My only problem with EV's is the political stigma attached to them. It really detracts from the technology.

I was referring the the picture of the chassis and keeping continuity with the first generation car of the topic. Prior to my '84 I owned both a ;66 and a '68 but I never had to go under them any farther than the oil drain plug. Sure looks similar.

After all these years I would have sworn the '65 had a transverse muffler. This is my picture from 1992-93. Non-GS.

My experience would say that "his friends approve of it". Any job performed for hire on a collector car is eternally subject to the scrutiny of the observers. And their judgement appears to be held in the highest regard.

Those sharpies doing all the public work would write up a specification and hand it out to a bunch of bidders. Then give the job to the lowest bidder. A classic example is the commandeered horse. And the low bid boat.

Here is an old picture of my '64 Riviera painted with Bill Hirsch engine enamel. I have used quite a bit of it an sold a lot at swap meets. I always brushed mine on and never encountered an issue. I have had your problem with Rustoleum drying slowly. I would mix the paint thoroughly and paint something else in a room with different temperature and humidity conditions. I would expect it to be dry the next day.

Fifty years from now an old man will quietly walk out to a vine covered, locked shed, and show at young man his secret hidden treasure. A young man with him will stare wide eyed a the reality of a true urban legend. "It's a V8, RWD, ICE car" says the old man "It threw a P0420 code back in the late '20s. There were no longer any C. A. R. B. Cats available for this model but it purrs like nothing you ever heard." "Just let me rub the key fob battery with my hands to get it warm. Shhhhh. It's still OBD2 so they haen't broadcast a disable signal like they did on the OBD3 ICE cars." You know, I think I have have learned too much about this stuff. I was on equal footing in a conversation with my nephew at the Father's Day picnic.

I had a nice '63 Polara in 1972. But I kinda broke it. The left front is where I hit the driveway while traveling in the bottom of the ditch. The right rear is flat from landing on it. Only car I ever flipped end over end. Ended up on its side in a creek. "Some say" I was a bit wild in my younger days. If you look deep into my eyes you can still see it is only restrained. That car was in my garage built strictly to be a consistent H/SA 1/8th miler. But I hit a bridge abutment with my '68 Riviera and had to slap some plates on something quickly. And they call cars survivors.

Here is a Guy at Hershey 2010 with his 1978 Anniversary Riviera. He once told me that he and the '53 Skylark hit the showroom floor at the same time. We both thought that was noteworthy.

Central New York? That's a deer jacking light. Those car mounted Appletons may look neat but shooting from inside the car is rough on the ears. That one has a nice long cord.

That rolling seat has been with me so long I forgot where it came from. If I needed a replacement Williams Tools makes a good one for about $70. They make tools for Snap On. A couple years ago I bought a Williams creeper for $120 that was a dead ringer for the $325 S-O.

My Dad called them Goat Wagons for the most obvious reason. My grandfather's used car lot specialized in Chevies he wholesaled out of a big dealer in the city. We never did much with what we considered the off brands, ones with high and fast depreciation rates. In my early teens I quickly learned that with GM stuff you just asked for a part and got it. If we did get a Chrysler product in and needed something, like brake parts, you had to be able to tell the counterman what day and shift the car was built during, the name of the assembler, and the birth date of his oldest son. Those formative years led me into preferring Buicks and later Chevy trucks when I bought new. Impressions as a kid tend to stay with you. I remember that "isn't broken in yet" from many times over all those years. We have a similar term- "Minga Mint".

Technology changes. When I took my shoes in to be relined in 2020 Phil looked at the riveted lining and said "We didn't do these. We only bond them". I said "Your uncle did them in 1993." My new ones are bonded. Just like the heat shields on spacecraft that withstands 5,000 degrees F. on reentry. Good enough for me.

Exactly. My grandfather used to say "The man has fishhooks in his pockets" when it came time to pay. I checked and the proper filler hose is $1 per inch as sold in 3' lengths. I think our local NAPA doubled that if I wanted a length cut shorter. I know I have a few sizes just short of 3' in a dark cabinet.

Since 1993 I have had all my drum brake shoe jobs relined by a local company, Rochester Clutch and Brake. I was introduced to their brake service by a friend who specialized in making RR Sliver Clouds stop. I drop off my drums and old shoes. Phil, the current generation owner arcs, grinds and fits each shoe with fresh non-asbestos lining. They have three grades of stopping power. I pick the middle and have always been happy with the results. I have never had them do disc brake pads for me but I may try them on my '05 Cadillac when it comes due. My experience with aged brake linings appears to show a loss of stopping power over time. Cars with old but not worn linings have had stopping problems cured by replacing the shoes. I have never seen durometer tests comparing old to new but I think some outgasing of the volatiles may reduce flexibility over time. I replaced my oldest set about 5 years old, at 20 years, for that reason just as a precaution.

I ran the '86 Convertible up to "My Mechanic" for its annual New York State inspection this morning. Of course, no appointment. Life has changed around me over the past couple of years. Not for the best. I had traveled 120 miles during the 12 months. We did the '60 Electra a couple of weeks ago. Only 400 on that one. My wife says I need a girlfriend to go places with. But I think she wants a say in picking her.

This topic reminds of the early days of dating my wife. I had a friend who sold produce wholesale at a public market. We visited the market and my budding hippy, whole Earth girlfriend saw bananas for 10 cents a pound. Oh, the bananas she brought home for a dollar! Then she got the ingredients for banana bread. I think she spent about $30 on that and we had all this banana bread we never needed in the first place. If you frumpate the description right you could probably get $40 for the head on Craigslist. And never even reveal there was a tank. It would only lead to unnecessary questions.