Lame Cherry: You Just Can't Trust Crazy Pony

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

OK, so you know of the new find, the adventure of Crazy Pony's pick up, which he drove at the Little Big Horn. This is the actual official photo of the CPPU as released by the Lame Cherry. All 400 dollars worth, but this old girl is immune to EMP, electronic tracking and will burn cow farts if it comes to that. This is the Evac Pick Up of all time, that is why Crazy Horse was driving it back in 1876, June, 26th.

So the sale said, 1978 Ford F 250 Ranger Lariat. Uh huh. I do the VIN thing and do the code thing from Ford, and I discover she is a 1970 Ford Ranger, which is ok as that means she is older. Made in March 1970 at Michigan. She looked better new until the Indians got a hold of her.

So am working things over and I get the doors open and closed.

I really wanted to see what the engine was like if it was even there, but Crazy Pony took this outfit buffalo hunting and run into several which kind of fudged that up. So TL was looking how to open a hood, I was looking at a 1974 Ford F 100 for insights and in the end, the 1970 is polar ass backwards from a 1974. So I started taking some bolts loose, Ford bolts as they are odd looking things.

This did not help on the hood latch, but I had been hitting, prying and spraying what I had, as that Crazy Pony was not about to let me look at this engine to get it running.

I finally had Holy Angels help as I think something kind of gave, I got a screwdriver and a tire iron under the hood sides, and it looked like it opened some. It got to the point that I could actually see the lever to open the hood which I thought had broke off. There is supposed to be a small space you can slide your hand into to open a hood. Not this one, as that is what happens when you run into buffalo.

So I got the hood open. Was not stupid enough to close it again all the way, and stopped that from happening in using corncobs.

I see someone absconded with the battery the air filter thing, the hose to the PCV valve, and the engine has a blanket of oil and flora fuzz which makes engines run hotter. I got the water pump to turn. There is oil in it, but no water in the oil, no water in the radiator.

So am pleased that I got that far as this is about starting the pick up.

Then Crazy Pony did me another turn. No keys. so I think that is not a big deal..........

Yeah Ford has this little hole in the ignition slot, that you poke things into, to get the ignition released. The only way you can get that to happen though is this has to be turned to the ACC, and the way you do that is to have a key......which I do not have as Cray Pony is an Indian seller.

As this is an unfolding drama, I'm still working on the solution to that with God. Kind of wanted to fire this old girl up in a day or two, but that is not going to happen without Divine intervention.

On other Crazy Pony news, Crazy Pony did not believe in brake fluid. No brakes. The clutch is......well stiff. The gear shift is kind of loose. I really have to look at this as someone wired in a cassette player, the cig lighter is like rusted in, the floor seems a bit soft on the driver's side which seems to be a common thing in this area rusting out.
The body work is not bad........I can bend things straight.

Someone was rather jack knife nigger rig caring with this pick up though. Lots of cheap fixes like metal screws to hold chrome on.

It is full of broken glass so that is rendezvous tomorrow in vacuuming that out. Then I should be able to stick my head under the dash and see if I can persuade this ignition to respond to negotiations.. We still have to unload the thing. I found an engine block heater, some aluminum tent pole things, a cable, a metal chair, 6 inch sewer pipe (300 dollar's worth) that I will cut up for tomatoe guards, so I see why JYG likes getting junk in an going through it as lots of valuable stuff. No boots though, but this is an Indian rig.

I did some research and found out the last owner married this breed squaw, who kind of had a baby before marriage, and those Indians are really friendly in sharing things. So I know better than to go looking for an 80 year old squaw man, as you call some dude up that is a geezer and try to explain about that pick up, as why would he have a key, or the title around yet, or even remember. Then there are the papoose in what they would decide they wanted back..........yes after the old man sold the junk to a junk dealer who sold it to another junk dealer, who sold it to me. Only reason this pick up is not crushed junk and on the way to China is God directing me.

So I'm learning you just can't trust Crazy Pony. I pretty much know the surface realities I have to deal with as I can get at things. Am going to work on the ignition as that opens the doors to the big revelations on engine.

I'm thinking Holy Ghost thoughts though, deductions. Ok got an 80 year old geeze in 2023 AD in the year of our Lord.Pick up was last licensed in 2018. So geeze was a geezer driver at 75. Odd are the pick up was not a pile of junk when it was sold off to the first junkster, as it looks like an Indian wagon and no one wants an Indian wagon, not even Indians. So they pirated the battery as that was viable. Someone had been hunting with it, as I saw shells. It had been driven to a farm sale as I found a flier.

Apparently the squaw man had some major work done to the front wheel hub on the passenger side. Rebuilt a hub and welded it.....new bolts and nuts too. You don't do that to shit that doesn't run.

The squawmama, was related to two hereditary chiefs, then there is Crazy Pony topping it all off.

So ignition plans.........I do have access to an old LTD Ford, 390 engine for the air breather thing, if it runs..........yes gas line drained to make sure it is not sludge, tank clean, as she might have some rust in it, probably burned ethanol, then we change oil, put in brake fluids, antifreeze, and drive around with the windows down as they are broke out by hostiles.

This is not a stealth pick up. When we drove home from another adventure, you can see this thing glowing like the moon in the daylight. Was impressive, but not something to be running for your life to drive around in. Who knew that Wimbledon White and Sky Baby Blue would have this kind of shine to it? That Crazy Pony was such a show off.