I have too many projects and hobbies… say me never! Well may be I say it once in a… no never mind.
Last August one of my lust affair became a love affair. I adore old vehicles especially the big gutsy V8s that the 70s were known for. Old pick up, pile on even more love.
I was looking, almost in a fantasy state, through local adds and decided to change ti to a reality. We looked at a ’73 F100 three hours away, total bust. I’m okay with rust, in fact expected it, but I want to see it so I know what I am getting into. The rust was all poorly painted over, even the loose stuff in the bed, so sad. It was a V8, but not the original and poorly mounted.
I kept sending my husband pictures of this ratty miss matched pickup. He said if I called and set it up we would go look at it. Done. A quick trip out of town, a crank of the engine later and even he was in love. A handshake and a tow dolly latter, he was sleeping in our driveway.
So to get to the boring fine points, the frame is in good shape, the rocker panels aren’t rusted out and it has power steering. The exciting stuff, oh I could go on forever. A 1972 F100, V8 360, that I am guessing gets 8 miles to the gallon. We put in a rebuilt carburetor, and he lives no more sleeping!
His name is Patches, he’s my truck. Come back I’ll have more stories.