A Word From Big John

Damn, where do I start?  We have racked up quite a few miles on our old stuff since the last issue. The ‘58 Vette has been to The Jalopy Showdown in Latimore, PA, Hot Rods and Harleys show in Rahway NJ., and The Star City Motor Madness in Roanoke, VA.  Our ‘66 BelAir wagon made the York, PA Street Rod show and the KKOA show in Gettysburg, PA. Other than oil changes and trying to divert the water that was running inside the Vette during some monsoon rains we encountered all miles were trouble free.  (I did put a new bushing and a new clutch in the ‘58 this year to eliminate a vibration at higher cruising speeds).

We also encountered many others who believe in driving the cars they have built. Meeting and talking with the owners and builders of some of these rides is what makes this so interesting. I like looking at street rods ... I love looking at street rods that are driven to the shows and have rock chips on them.  The old adage “its not the destination, but the journey that matters” is so true when traveling in your classic or rod.  I can appreciate a stock restored show car ... I just don’t understand why you would spend all that time and money then be afraid to drive anywhere in it. I can relate to the countless hours spent doing what was supposed to be a 30 minute job because a bolt won’t loosen or broke off. Having good friends give up a Friday or Saturday night to help with a repair that requires more than one person.  Or your pride and joy break down on the road and before you know it there are 2 or 3 other gearheads stopping to see if help is needed.