The Fuel Crisis or no more rush at Rushmore


It was still very early in the day and the Show field was filling up at an alarming rate. 


Dooster looked great... 34 was oh so perfect


Perfect Prefect with a Pop Front. er is it? Ha Ha you know how crap I am at identifying cars could be anything as far as I know;.)

 
Air Bagged Orange 32 was wild and stock height *steel?* 32 looked stately in comparison

   
58 F100 (Ex Snake Pit) Truck, Mad or what, must frighten normal people to death when they see it in the rear view.. Orange colour coded Stock height A needed nothing adding.

    
Low wide and long I loved these two behemoths... 


On with the show or not as it happened

I had met a few people, had a bit of a crack, looked at a few cars and bought some stuff, after I had put all my bargains in the car I was ready to get serious and have a proper look round... 

But....I decided I would be best employed sorting out the fuel leak, if we were to be driving the Rod Home...... My good mate Pudzz scrounged a large plastic sheet for us to lie on, so we could tackle the petrol leak in some comfort... I found the leaking petrol tank seam and I could reach it, if I closed my eyes and struggled blindly with my arm stuck up the rear valance in a blind groping fashion... so in theory it could be sealed with the right gear *hum?*..... but what gear could I use??....... All I had was some Milliput which sets like concrete but would it stick to the soaked seam????... I mixed up a milliput worm and stuck it to the seam and felt it fall straight off Grrrrrrrrrr..  It then came to me what had caused the tank seam to split.. the week previous I had been jacking the car up on the tow bar and needed some more height. So I dropped it onto axle stands and then jacked some more with a block of wood on the jack to gain more height... being a lazy git, I opted to drop the whole amount down after I had done the job, without axle stand help and it had rocked forward and fallen off the tow bar and the jack went into the tank ahh haa mystery solved... still didn't help me fix it though :>(

Things started then to get frantic..... Good old Paul Johnson who we had cruised down with volunteered himself to go seek some petrol sealer, body filler, plastic metal or anything that may work.... I ask everyone around us if they had owt that would do... to no avail. I was confident Paul J would come up with the goods, so to get at the seam better it was decided to remove the tow bar rear crossmember.. What a nightmare that was to remove.. it felt like ages before it finally came off the rear of the 34.... and what a relief it was once it cracked off the rear chassis.... I must apologies to anyone who came up to speak to me as this procedure was being accomplished, as I was in major panic mode and probably wasn't the best of company, and really not tuned in to anything else at all... *sorry* 


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What a beautifully executed Pop this was sat and looked bang on.


 As it had been some time since Paul J had gone on the search for plastic metal and he hadn't returned, I decided to go on the search aswell..... but I got "no we have nothing and I have been asked that one already" from every stall holder I asked, one in particular being quite snotty, a Rod stand aswell .. so dejected I slouched back to the car. Then a strange wooly haired gent who I vaguely thought I recognised, said he had some petroseal Yeehaa!! and a 5 gallon tank we could fill so the fuel would be lower than the seam his name was Kev somebody :>)..... Right now then...... how do we get the fuel into the can?.... I'll go an see if I can get a tube so we can siphon the tank... nobody had anything at any of the stalls and I went right round.... then the good old Oval race guys who had a stand came up trumps with an electric pump and tube.. Groovy at last we were getting some where......  I got back to the car and the tank was almost fixed... by Pudzz and Toad ..... Paul J had found some plastic Metal Pudzz had crimped the seal which stopped the leak and Toad had administered the plastic Metal to make 100% sure it wouldn't leak on the way home.... great.... just had the tow bar crossmember to refit.. a doddle :>)  Dont know what happened to the wooly haired gent called Kev though? Hey the 70's are coming back!!


34 Sedan is more than good and an 59 El Camino now what is sexier than these.

I would just like to thank everyone who helped and especially Paul J who had to spend most of his day chasing round for me.. Oh and to show how thoughtful he is, while me and Pudzz fitted the Tow bar he went and got us a cheeseburger and a much welcomed Coffee which tasted sooo good... oh and some baby wipes to get our black hands clean again thoughtful or what..... one weird thing was a certain Rodder who shall remain nameless, stopped as we were working on the car... though he doesn't know me, we have spoken at Billing when I was lost on campus... he gave us direction's. Also he was at Belgium ESRA when I was... He is a Rodder, I was working on my 34 so it was clear I was into Rods aswell... I looked at him as he stood by my 34 and smiled and said "Alright" ;>).............. he just looked at me, neither smiled, farted nor spit in fact no acknowledgement of any sort ......it was as if I didn't exist... *hum?* I really hate that, even if you dont know somebody or recognise them if they speak you should out of common decency smile at least and a courteous Hi! wouldn't hurt would it, .... ignorant Tw*t I muttered!! 


Toad's 46 Morris sporting its new Flames which Toad applied and ToTall Paul pinstriped.. The Cool as ever 32 Sedan of Simon Phillips.

Though many friendly Rodders had stopped by and asked how we were getting on and helped all they could, they far outweighed any negative feelings I had..... I took the fuel pump back to the oval Race guys and spent what was left of the day looking round the rammed showfield, with Pudzz and Paul J... it was surprising to see many cars leaving very early on...

 


 


*phew* that was a good look round, some fantastic stuff, but for me I have saved the best until last.... this 50's Chevy truck was mind blowing.. and my absolute dream vehicle. I would swap everything I own for one like this. It is perfect.. I overheard a well known gent in the Rodding world talking to an equally well known gent in the Rodding world say " it's just been imported its a $50,000 dollar motor" and man did it look it. If I ever get that much Dough I will have one.. just hope I am not to old to enjoy it :>) Ha HA ok then even if I am to old to enjoy it,  I gotta have one... *dream on Dude*

 


The day was drawing to an end now, so we thought we had best get making tracks... onto the tarmac'd road out of the Showground it was apparent someone had wet the road I wonder why? .. The road was lined either side with people all shouting for "Rabbar, Rabbar"... luckily I am fluent with the strange southern dialect of using one vowel to pronounce all words and I deduced that Rabbar was in in fact rubber though quite why everyone there should need a rubber I am not sure... surely LiLo LiL wasn't doing a gang bang was she :>)  Paul J tried to get past them as fast as he could but his tyres just spun and emitted a lot of smoke and noise *choke* and made a few of the assembled Gangers run for cover... while they were still in a state of shock I sneaked by hoping no-one would notice...

The route home would be just a reversal of how we got there.....only we couldn't remember how we got there Derrrrrr.. I followed Paul J and round and round and round we went.. a very nice place that there Aldershot, but I now wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible ..  every way we tried there was a gaggle of rods going the other way or crossing at the bottom of the road we were traveling down.. after about 1/2hr we ended back at the show field *huh?*.. at one stage I was prone across a road with cars bearing down on me from either direction, in my panic and temper... I clattered into the kerb badly denting one of my billet alloys.  Eventually Paul J found the right route outa town and we were soon blasting up to the M3..... I saw a sign saying London I thought it must be the other direction for Cumbria and duly zoomed down that way, as Paul J sauntered off in the other direction . *whoops*

It was only when I saw signs to Plymouth that I knew I was going totally in the wrong direction Derrrrr *numpty*.. it was miles before we found a place we could turn off the motorway and get back on in the other direction........ We phoned Paul J and he slowed and we caught him just before the M25 jct

We also saw Simon Glen-Sansum in his Topolino mouse ahead as we spied Paul J.. the rest of the journey went without getting lost at all. We had some good scran at the last jct before the M6, where after we were fed and watered said our goodbyes to Paul J as he went one way and we went the other.. A gang of Truckers at the Truckstop waved us goodbye aswell Mad eh! .. All was well until well up the M6 the 34 coughed then spluttered in that all familiar style that only running out of petrol does..... "oh no" I said "we is running out of petrol Pudzz".... when what did I spy? a big blue sign 1mile from Stafford services.......we just made it without having to get out and push... seems when the 34 had fallen of the jack last week, it had dented the tank so the sender couldn't drop to the bottom and so still read 1/8th full when it was in fact running on fumes..  Just did one more stop before home for a coffee and that was the end of another Rodding day... On reflection.... Wheelsday was a great event to go to, I love being amongst other Rodders and other Rods.. I would spend my life doing nothing else if I could.. Thanks Surrey Street Rodders for putting the event on even if you did charge me £5 for the privilege :>) Mind you it was begrudged as all the money made goes to charity Good eh! ..Thanks everyone who stopped, spoke and helped. Happy Rodding all, see you at a Rod Run near you soon!

Then end.... well actual just the start really. Tuesday, to remove the fuel tank I had to gut the trunk space, once all the trim was out and the tank was removed. I could see how the rear seat came out.  So I took that out and the rear interior side panels to, so I can retrim them to match the front.... Oh and while I was at it, why not take the crap trim off the boxed in section at the top of the screen... so I can redo that aswell.. so some more to do, but should be well worth it once finished Ha Ha finished Yeah right... Soon be Drayton. Soon be Donny actually maybe see ya there.. Gonna be some fantastic new Hot Rods début there and some seriously Hot Totty aswell...... Hot hatch cars have their uses, they do attract the lovely young girls.... Seeya Holmsey Happy to be a dirty old man!

 

 


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