Remember the Hemi Challenger sitting outside Clems yard?
Well, it was waiting for a rather precious cargo.
Dennis as you may remember, is building a 1966 C10 on a modern NASCAR Chassis with a serious motor and trans.
He had bought one C10 that turned out to be no good other than for some parts.
What was left was destined for the scrapyard in the sky.
Until he tought about it and took his Sawzall to the scrap pile and removed the rear end from the bed and mounted it outside his shop.
At this point he asked me to see if Clem may have a used/patina'd front or rear bumper to sell him that he could fit under the tailgate section.
This is where the Hemi Challenger comes into its own.
I fitted the bumper Clem sourced for Dennis into the rear and still had space in the front seat for a passenger.
Tuesday morning it was the last three men standing. Clem, Bomp and me.
Up early and ready to leave by 08.00 I was ready to go back to bed. Thos whole jetlag thing was no fun this year.
After all our Goodbyes were said, including Mrs J and all the cats, it was time to see what Ms SatNag had to say on the shortest route to St Louis, Missouri.
Well. Trust me. It was going to be an 8 hr plus day.
I was certainly not racing through. I would avoid motorways where possible. Stop at McDonalds for WiFi etc.
I would also try to keep awake.
I filled the car in Fayetteville and got on the road by 08.30
Once filed and before I hit the city bypass I saw this.......
Gotta love cool classics.
By now you know I love place names and quirky names. Very juvenile yes.
So along the way there was this.
And various versions of it.
And a personal favourite.
