Ed, you had a large hand in helping
@CudaChick1968 and that’s where I got more familiar with members here.
You were working your tail off keeping objects and bids in order. I donated a weird 3-way Charger R/T Hemi “Enlarged” photo from a car show that honestly was a total mistake. The 35mm film camera got stuck on the last picture on the roll that it was exposed 3 times.
I communicate here by pecking one finger on a phone and so I don’t do long messages. I takes me forever.
During one of your Birthday roundhouse sessions I chimed with a picture of an interior shot of a 4- speed C-body. Someone else guessed correctly that it was a ‘65 300L. I had been meaning to spill the beans on this site manly because you responded to me that I had kind of a holy grail, or something like that.
Cat’s Out Of The Bag, ‘65 300L Manual Trans, A/C and More
I kind of wrap myself into projects which keeps me content. Lately I sold a ‘68 Coronet R/T project, moved from “drive by shootings” in Illinoise, moved to a “saner hill” in Arkansas , I also acquired a 4-door ‘68 Coronet 500 parts car and the ‘78 4-door Fury pursuit vee-hickle. The engine block for the ‘78 also showed up.
I know I’m talking about material things but maybe really it the quest and the satisfaction of achieving an end. Or is it really a beginning.
Do I know what I’m doing? I don’t ask or answer just do. A new friend here is a 78 year old Vietnam Vet and he spoke of being in nam in the Army in an abandoned French camp with an Air Force base next door. He spoke of the almost daily planes taking off next door that had the Army troops running for tents, canopies, cover because the U.S. Planes rained Agent Orange on Everyone Everyplace Everywhere. He’s a Rod and Custom builder for himself and a Dominos player.
Your Fred is a mirror image of my mine. I find that fascinating.
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“I’ve got blisters on my fingers!”
You're a better man than I, Gunga Din.
I've done a little bit of that phone posting thing myself on here when out of town or what have you, but my
meathooks tend to hit 3-4 letters at once on that tiny keyboard (and I've got the largest cell phone that's
just shy of being a "pad" made!), so I can't even imagine that being my only interface with the site.
Holy cow man!
Gimme this big ol' PC with the big monitor (no, not a TV - a
monitor) and a
white full-sized keyboard, please....
(can't see the keys on a black keyboard)...makes logical sense anyways, since I spend countless hours making a living
on the dang thing.
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Yes, God bless Leanna. I was returning the favor there is all; it was the least I could do and once committed to something
for someone else, I tend to wear it out until done (by comparison - things done for myself, corners may get cut. Just sayin').
You wanna see what good there is left in the world, well....you'll witness it in spades during something like that.
Filled my heart, it really did. <3
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Oh, that 300L.... man oh man, it truly
is a holy grail car. (I spy an 11" B&B clutch in it, too!)
I could easily imagine a "see the country" trip in such a ride; sure could NOT in Fred by comparison (hey, that's not his bag!).
I know that special car is in the right hands, which to me is half the battle right there. Good
stewards are in dwindling
supply, what with the current-day trend of seemingly everyone "making cars their own" being so popular.
It's so much more satisfying, at least to me, spending time to make them "right" as opposed to opening the online aftermarket
parts stores and just buying a bunch of crap to throw at 'em.
"Hey look, I slammed another Mopar and put Donks on it. Ain't it cool?"
Oy...no, it's not. At all.
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Fred's brother by another mother is looking fine, sir!
Next little mini-project for Fred is to get the rad support straightened up, the splash pan put back on the car and to install
the brace from the bottom of the support back to the k-frame.
These were all "loose" in the trunk when I got Fred those dozen years ago and couldn't figure out why - until last year,
when I went to replace worn out sway bar bushings and such (turns out, the sway bar is bent, too).
I asked the previous owner what was up and rather sheepishly, he finally admitted that he and his best friend John (Fred's
previous owner who passed from cancer) would sometimes have beer-fueled "burnout contests" in front of his cinder block
garage on Friday nights - and there may have been occasion or two where the brakes didn't quite stop Fred from bonking
into the garage wall nose-first....
Explains the repro front bumper and the raggedy job of straightening Fred's grille, I suppose.
I can't bust chops too much over that story though - the guys were obviously the best of friends and that's just such a
rare thing to find in this life; I'm envious actually.
I'll do my best shadetree straightening and repairing (and yes, even some blackout attempts behind the grille) and make
Fred a little better than he was, as usual.
As you say, "keeps me content".
Thanks for writing, it's good to hear from you!