Monday, December 17, 2012
I like the color, week-old smashed yam.
Though period, I am not into the wheels. Fake Panasports, lowered, remove bumpers, bullet side mirrors, sheet metal Krylon pop rivet spoiler, old racing seats, rear seat removed, cage wrapped with hot water pipe insulation and 3M professional electrical tape, out of date 5 point harnesses, mismatched era Stewart Warner and Lucas gauges, JC Whitney wink mirror, windshield wipers removed, resist putting Alfa stickers on rear quarter windows, parked on the shoulder of the hairpin on Mulholland...
Will be even better when the rusty trunk lid is replaced with included - sure to be wrong color - replacement. I dig.
On eBay, no affiliation.
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Tuesday, November 06, 2012
Details and situation remains fuzzy, but I remember riding with a friend of my dad's in his mild custom van on a dirt road. He was driving shirtless, Coors in hand and eating a pickled pig's foot. Though Southern California, I can't place the scene. Maybe around Sespe or something like that? It was some sort of party, to be sure, as we kept coming to creek crossings which attracted the flip-flopped and bikini-topped. Listening to Fleetwood Mac.
As unbelievable as it sounds, my mom and step-dad would take me cruising on Van Nuys Blvd. A few passes and a burger at Bob's Big Boy.
When I was a kid, I thought this is what it would be like to be an adult. Of the losses, I would say nothing greater than the end of rabbit fur jacket.
David Jordan Williams portfolio of Van Nuys Blvd, 1974
Posted by Mister Jalopy at 10:45 AM
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
What a bizarre scene. Click the photos, they are large. Check out all that crap in the background. Forget the Ferrari, how much is that yellow shopping bag?
I was thinking at lunch, that I am too old to become a professional athlete. Also, I don't have the natural ability, killer instinct or competitive zeal. But, I thought, perhaps falconry. If I dedicated myself to it every day as if it was my job, perhaps I could compete at an international level. Not sure if falconry even exists anymore.
The Ferrari is sorta the same thing. With a Harbor Freight mill and unlimited time, could a dedicated amateur get this Ferrari back on the road? Needs brakes? Mill new wheel cylinders from scratch! That's what Bugatti would do. Get the shoes re-lined at Valley Friction, that is easy. Bend your own hard lines and use a handful of brass adapters to hook up Astro van soft hoses. No problem! Stitch the soft parts on your sewing machine and if it is missing the glove box door, just whittle a new one from wood! Don't know how to whittle? Of course not! But this is your new job, remember. You will learn.
More time than money. I don't know that one lifetime is enough for the falconry and the Ferrari, but it sure would be a hell of a combination.
Ferrari, at auction, no affiliation
Posted by Mister Jalopy at 2:03 PM
Thursday, October 25, 2012
I swore, never again. Never would I take on a project that needed everything. Problem is, after weeks of work and a laundry basket of cash, these abandoned cars are still pretty miserable to drive and they can't stay in their own lane. Unsexy stuff, like wheel cylinders, gas tanks and exhaust systems gobble cash.
As a side note, props to Beverly Hills Car Club. They are not afraid of selling crazy projects and don't try to extract top dollar for barn find cars. I really appreciate the sale prep, photography quality and that issues aren't hidden under a coat of Krylon. Fantasy Junction for the spendthrift with more optimism and ambition than money and common sense. Check the bungie cord that is no longer holding down the battery. Or, more correctly, I should say, check out the bungie that was never holding down the battery, but was being used in that capacity in a decorative, if not functional, sense.
1963 Triumph TR3, no affiliation
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Wednesday, October 24, 2012
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Monday, October 15, 2012
Bring a trailer featured an amazing, original condition Datsun pick-up truck and bidding has already reached a lofty $10k with 15 hours to go.
At some point, aesthetics dictated that tie downs around the perimeter of the bed were too ugly for the consumer market. What a shame. Tarping a load without them is a total pain in the neck. It seems every full size, alley trolling metal collector or gardening truck has had coat hooks screwed in the side to compensate. Always crooked, surface metal always dimpled where they are pulling out.
I wonder if there is commercial bed rail that integrates simple hooks - not an 'integrated, patented loading system.'
Posted by Mister Jalopy at 6:39 AM
Sunday, October 14, 2012
For those that know my epic want list, I have been trying to buy one of these jackets for ten years.
The fourth jacket that I have encountered has slipped through my fingers. I detail my chase at my other blog, Dinosaurs and Robots.
Posted by Mister Jalopy at 7:34 AM
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
The rear spoiler is particularly appealing, in a very crude and racy sort of way. Ad says that the carb and dash cluster were damaged in an accident, which strikes me as an odd damage to sustain.
Half-freshened, a single Cibie on the front, new livery, out of spec harness, race gas, spent autocross tires and attack Mulholland at 5AM. A challenge... how cheaply can you get it running and stopping. Do you include bail in the estimate, only the final tally or chalk that up to life experience?
On craigslist, no affiliation.
Something like this, but think Krylon and that self-stick aluminum from Home Depot. DieHard sticker is a must.
Posted by Mister Jalopy at 9:50 AM
Tuesday, October 02, 2012
Cable TV Security Shield and Filter Removing Tool CATV
Not being able to split and extend your cable is ridiculous.
In other news, my 2000 Chevy Silverado truck failed smog today. Evap failure. There is a whole closed vacuum system to recirculate gas fumes from the tank just like PCV works for oily engine air. The whole system is quick release connectors, hard and soft lines. You unsnap the connector, look inside at the nitrile o-ring, poke it, wonder if it is still supple enough, shrug and snap it back together.
All that snapping is pronto fast for assembly of automobiles, but it sure makes for difficult troubleshooting and expensive replacement parts. A few years ago, when Maytag was still a stateside company, I read their annual report and they spent a lot of time crowing about their huge parts margins and their de facto lock on the parts market for their equipment. Somewhat excusable as they made quality parts, but now that it has been bought by a Chinese manufacturer, the parts quality has gone down the toilet.
This isn't a "they are stealing our jobs, everything from China sucks" rant. It is a very specific problem. I like lots of stuff that is made in China. Hard to imagine my iPhone being any better than it is and lots of bike parts are amazingly nice.
There is a fluid filled brake mechanism for Maytag commercial top loaders. It goes bad every few years. For the past year, every brake comes out of the box leaking or starts leaking within 1 month. It is amazing. It is like getting a pancake in a Japanese hotel - it looks like a pancake, but it tastes nothing like a pancake.
Chevy fixed. Bad gas cap! Ain't that the pickles. After disconnecting every quick disconnect and blowing in here and there, I decided the cap would certainly be the cheapest point of failure. Smog passed.
Posted by Mister Jalopy at 7:23 PM
Friday, September 28, 2012
Friday, September 14, 2012
For some inexplicable reason, I thought it would be easier to replace the door weatherstripping if I removed the interior door panel. Don't ask. I don't want to talk about it.
Found this little morsel inside, which succinctly answers why the door won't stay open on it's own. One day I am going to remove a door panel and pull out a Beretta 9mm. How many pine needles until then? Maybe I should leave a Beretta in there. Would certainly improve my chances of finding one. A ziploc full of cosmoline with a handgun floating like a Hirst.
At least the turbot is in focus.
Posted by Mister Jalopy at 5:29 PM
Crimp, solderless connectors have a well deserved bad reputation. Whenever I lift a hood and see a yellow crimp on a piece of 18 gauge stranded, I think, better get home before dark!
I am an advocate of solderless connectors BUT you have have a set of Vacos. Smashing the plastic is not enough, you need to leave a deep dimple.
Posted by Mister Jalopy at 5:23 PM