So…it was that time again…time for the 17th annual World Famous Swindler’s Poker Run.
With fuel tank full of decomposed dinosaurs and high expectations we started at the usual spot: Conway.
Since I am hot-rod-less currently (horrible situation!) I was able to get a ride in this pile. The driver, my friend Chris insisted that the 327 small block should be approaching 6000 rpm before shifting to another gear. OK with me.
Conway is a nice sleepy town with lot of history and lends itself to a great back drop for old cars.
The surprise of the day was this 60’s style 1930 Ford Model A Sedan hot rod belonging to Mike Thompson. It was powered by a diesel! Why not, it’s a driver. The 4BT engine offers 265 ft lbs of torque at 1700 rpm! In other words, you shift at 2K !
Traffic was really bad, old cars everywhere!
Co is my Dog Pilot?? Hot Dog is my Pilot? Whatever…
The Pacific North West is rather scenic. With the Puget Sound as a back drop, we stopped for a break along the shore.
1932 Ford 3W coupe by the sea.
Riviera by the sea…and a sign.
Hot rods by the sea
Refrigerator truck by the sea.
Sam’s most excellent shoes box rollingin style.
Model A Hot Rod truck by the sea.
Rich’s 1957 Chevrolet truck.
They don’t make hood ornaments like this anymore…well, they don’t make hood ornaments at all these days.
I think they call this patina.
No patina here…super nice 1940 Ford.
The day was ended at Paul’s upholstery shop for some show and tell. Great day.