This week I did my least favorite job on a trifive chevy. I replaced the gas tank in my ’57 wagon. I had to removed the drive shaft, move the rear end housing forward and unhook the wire and fuel line while laying on a concrete floor and working over head. I also replaced the sender with a new Danchuk sending unit.
I had been hesitant to drive it much lately because it had been “running out of gas” occasionally when I knew it still had several gallons left. There was a lot of rust in the tank. I went through this in the 1980s. Funny, it was a lot easier back then.
While I had it in my shop I decided to fix a few more things I have been putting off. I replaced my rusty battery box, put on new tail gate cables and upper steering column bearing.
A while back I saw a photo of a wrecked classic car with a wooden steering wheel. The steering wheel bent and the wood broke into long sharp daggers. I decided to replace my wooden steering wheel. I installed an original ’60 Impala wheel like my wife has on her ’56 convertible. It more matches the style of my Corvair bucket seats and ’63 impala console.
Now I am ready to get back to driving my car.
I had been hesitant to drive it much lately because it had been “running out of gas” occasionally when I knew it still had several gallons left. There was a lot of rust in the tank. I went through this in the 1980s. Funny, it was a lot easier back then.
While I had it in my shop I decided to fix a few more things I have been putting off. I replaced my rusty battery box, put on new tail gate cables and upper steering column bearing.
A while back I saw a photo of a wrecked classic car with a wooden steering wheel. The steering wheel bent and the wood broke into long sharp daggers. I decided to replace my wooden steering wheel. I installed an original ’60 Impala wheel like my wife has on her ’56 convertible. It more matches the style of my Corvair bucket seats and ’63 impala console.
Now I am ready to get back to driving my car.
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