As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
Well the saga of Two Chiefs continued this day with, I hope to God, this works in I had to make a second trip to town to get the right attachments to the air compressor we got from JYG, as there are different types, and for just one hose.........I needed a coupler, the air hose quick attachment (that was on the compressor) the hose, then the male plug in for the quick attachment, a female attachment on the other end, a quick attach coupler and finally the air hose valve.
There are two types, and of course a 3/8th inch air hose has a 1/4 inch threaded end which makes things absolutely nothing that makes sense.
I needed this hose to blow the copper line out in the tank, and the other lines out in the pick up.
Rust dust came out of the tank in the copper pipe, so I hope that is open as it was pumping gas before all of this fun started and I did jam an electric wire down there a few times to make sure the crud was out. I did shoot water down there, but I tried dumping as in and things were just sitting there. We shall see on that.
The Buck had screwed up a couple of threads on the tank bolts, but I kept them as it seems impossible to get the bolts in, to this behind the seat tank, without taking the box off. I was not doing that, so we were careful and did not tighten things down like it was a truck lug.
Blew the lines out on the pick up. They looked clean.
Then we moved on to installed the sending unit. I got it from LMC Truck out of Lenexa Kansas, that is Long Motor Company. Parts seem ok so I put that here if you have an old vehicle and can't find parts like sending units. This one came with a copper float.
I found the original in the bottom of the 5 gallon bucket.........it was not floating, so probably was part of the problem.
I was surprised that the wires for the sending unit pushed back on in the ends. It all fit. The hot wire though looks like it runs up over the cab and then down to avoid the door. That must be a real treat to try and get that thing threaded through that maze if it ever is not working. Me I would go under and fasten it that way to save time.
Put in the metal fuel line, even teflon taped it, like I did everything. I was really thorough.
I think that LMC could be two inches longer on the rubber gas pipe that connects the fill pipe to the tank. I pushed it all the way onto the tank and then found I only had a half inch on the fill pipe. So I got a screw driver to leverage it back up, and then started pulling it up to where I had enough to attach to both.
With that, the hose clamps were secure.
Oh I forgot, as I was dinking around when I figured out the air compressor parts were not right, that I took the fuel tank fille pipe gromet and easily placed it into that fuel tank hole. Those rubber gaskets are hard as rock and I thought this would repeat, but new ones are soft rubber and it was a breeze to install.
Last thing I did was to make sure the fuel tank pipe, for the gas cap was slightly kanted to the right, as I'm right handed and that will make it easy to put the fuel cap back on.
As I rinsed the tank with about a pint of gas, that was when I declared victory as I did enough today and was tired out.
Next time is rubber fuel lines, filter, clamps, putting in gas, testing to make sure the fuel pump is pumping and then hooking up the carb and I hope to God this Indian wagon runs.
I told TL it will probably be like the H in running before I know it is running. That would be great and I would be most thankful to God as I never figured this pick up was this beat to hell and sabotaged in tribal feuding. I just hope that I do not have repeat some steps as that would be frustrating and more to the point I do not have the time or money to be wasting time, and I really did try to be careful enough.
I was telling TL that I never ran across shit like this, as I remember my old man had a rusted out 1950 Ford Fairlane. I loved that cute little car. He sold it for 50 bucks as my old man had shit for brains. The guy came to the place he only wanted it for the engine. He put in gas, put in a battery, cranked that thing over that sat for years (I put my sisters perfume in the gas tank which is probably as secret fuel.) and it started. He drove up to our pump jack, put water in the radiator and drove it home.
My shit is shit. It tries to run and won't, needs extra fixing by people who really know their stuff.......yes it runs then, but it is like I would really like to have things like I always remembered things, in it sat forever, you put a battery in, put gas in, and it started just like that.
Two Chiefs is a major project boy, but then again, it was not an American owned vehicle, was an Indian wagon and they were feuding.
Oh one good thing. The Squaw Man had a hub built......what you do is cut the center out of a hub, and then weld in the hub that matches the bolts. I think he did that when he either ran over a fat Indian or a buffalo that dented the hood.
Anyway, the Amish who are fleeing the Brier, had thing to give away, and we went back, and there was a 12 lug Ford rim with a half assed tire......it was grippy and it was up, so I was pleased as the old man had a hub for an F 250 Ford with a tire on it, and the Amish folk had a Firestone tire that is not that jack shit good, but I can put a tube in it and at least they will match as I figure a 16 inch tire is going to run 250 bucks........yeah I spent 400 on Two Chiefs, I ain't spending more on two tires than the entire pick up........at least until he is showing he can do something besides sit on this ass doing the lazy Injun.
It is ok to use the word Injun if you put the "I' into caps. If you do not it is racist.
I actually do adore this mouse smelling lazy ass Two Chiefs. Adore him more when he gets off his ass and appreciates all we did to save him, and he runs and I do the riding.
Oh I almost forgot, when I went out to admire the work done today, there was a bumble bee in a water bucket in which I had for the radiator. I fished her out with a grass head, and put him on Two Cheifs hood to dry out. I watched her, crawl across the hood, then she started climbing the radio antennae.
That is where I left the bumble bee drying out. Something fitting about an 1876 Battle of Little Big Horn pick up with a bumble bee making use of the hood and antennae which it was never meant for. Sort of like he was not meant to have dirt in his gas tank.
Nuff Said
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