Episode three of project resurrection has by far been the most arduous. The brake system has given more problems than anticipated. Other than wheel cylinders, i resurfaced the drums and replaced the brake lines in the front and the main one at the rear. The later giving me the majority of the problem. At one point i wanted to cut that shit off!...I didn't however. Also after discovering a internal leak with the Holley carburetor I purchased. I exchanged it with the summit name brand carburetor with adjustable set points. lastly i finished with the gas tank and fuel delivery portion. New tank, fuel filter and lines help it get plenty of that expensive premium unleaded fuel...ouch on the wallet tho...but worth it when my foot mashes the throttle.
I want to go back and talk about that brake line that gave me problems. First off it was rusted so tight and placed at such an awkward angle that the thought of giving up almost crossed my mind. Often times i get very frustrated with things of this nature that should be routine or simple, but become chaotic or intricate. This was both combined. I sat beside that rear tire for about a week and a half each day trying to get fluid back there and each day failing. I have not felt frustration like that in so long. Each trial of those long hot days i tried and failed. The alternatives running out...the options I fear most coming into sight. It seemed that i had been defeated. But, and it always seems to come at it most needed time, I have a flash back of a certain memory...My father looking at me as I'm working under the hood of the very same vehicle. I repeat the words inside my head as I write this now...but I was angry because I could not figure out some mechanical problem (the problem is not as important as the lesson). He looked at me, calm and confident and told me "never give up, never...ever, give up". soon enough i learned what the problem was, more importantly i learned the vale of patience and to not loose determination over small issues....needless to say after the quick trip down memory lane i shortly repaired the brakes and moved on. And Im glad to say the fruit of my labor was rewarded to me today.
After installing a new carburetor, gas tank and brakes I put it into drive and set sail. I have not driven it for many years and the wind on my hand has never felt so good. The rush of simply pulling out of the drive way was dreamlike. I have had both nightmares of it being towed away like a golden opportunity stripped from my hands because of my inability to understand its potential, I have also fantasized of driving it away from its dusty grave like a sentenced man freeing himself from prison to avenge his betrayers. The short round trip drive gave me more direction and empowerment than anything I have experienced in far to long. I know I am not finished, but hitting this milestone has only made me further believe that will can turn any dream into a reality. Peace be with you.
p.s. I cut the pipes twice as short and it is twice as loud, sound like a beast...I will try to update this more with some pictures and video.
