Went down with starting fluid, a shitload of tools, a couple a cans of fix a flat, and drove that bad bitch home!!! <img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'> <img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'> <img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'> The 1963 Ford F100 I bought started up first try with a little ether.
Only snag was there weren't any brakes. Hehehehe. But my landlord and I said "fudge it" and drove it up anyway. Though it was dark, the lights worked! <img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'> Bonus!! Fortunately it's real low geared. Just shut off the engine in first to stop it. Had my landlord drive Eleanor behind me with the flashers on. Must have passed about 10 cops (seriously). One minivan passed us in a no passing zone and this suburban sheriff took off and pulled him over.
So now it's sitting in my driveway, and my ass has recovered from the honest to goodness tree stump for a seat. The engine runs sweet as ####. Mad torque whore.
That's the story. Can of fix a flat and two cracked old tires but they held.
01-31-2002, 07:43 PM
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