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Swanny1953
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Last weekend I was able to talk my wife into going to a “Tri-5” Chevy show put on by a local club we belong to celebrating its 50th anniversary. She didn’t want to take her car as the paint isn’t perfect (there’s a bunch of fisheye in the clear), but I was able to convince her you couldn’t see the imperfections well at all in the bright sunlight. I took my ‘57 Cameo pickup, and I guess we arrived at the right time as they put us smack dab in front of the bandstand!!

There were some really nice cars here. This truck won best in show. I had forgotten the Advance Design Chevy trucks ran into 1955 before they changed the body style mid-year.

I believe this very clean Nomad was built by a former neighbor who has since passed.



The paint on this one appeared black from a distance

Until you got up close in the sunlight.

Another stunning Nomad -

And a buddy’s very nice ‘57 Coupe.

Once we got to the show, Lori told me we’d need to get gas on the way home - no big deal. However, a couple of miles into the ride home I see her fading in the distance and then my phone rings with her telling me the “car won’t go!!” She was able to pull off on an exit, but not fully out of traffic, and I had to go a few miles up the freeway before I could circle back. Once I got behind her, we were able to wrestle the “Armstrong” power steering to get her more fully out of traffic, before I determined the car wouldn’t run. My immediate suspicion was a faulty gas gauge and that we had run the car out of gas, even though the gauge showed more to an 1/8th of a tank. Once I got her loaded into the Cameo, we stopped at the first QuikTrip we saw and asked if they had any “emergency” containers they would loan out. Of course, they didn’t, and I didn’t feel like buying another gas can I didn’t need, so we drove the nearly 10 miles home to collect a gas can. Long story short, we did run it out of gas as it started right up after I let the electric pump do its priming thing. Note to self, don’t let the gas gauge in the Bel Air go below 3/8ths of a tank!! I don’t want to deal with stranding Lori along the side of the highway again!!!

There were some really nice cars here. This truck won best in show. I had forgotten the Advance Design Chevy trucks ran into 1955 before they changed the body style mid-year.

I believe this very clean Nomad was built by a former neighbor who has since passed.



The paint on this one appeared black from a distance

Until you got up close in the sunlight.

Another stunning Nomad -

And a buddy’s very nice ‘57 Coupe.

Once we got to the show, Lori told me we’d need to get gas on the way home - no big deal. However, a couple of miles into the ride home I see her fading in the distance and then my phone rings with her telling me the “car won’t go!!” She was able to pull off on an exit, but not fully out of traffic, and I had to go a few miles up the freeway before I could circle back. Once I got behind her, we were able to wrestle the “Armstrong” power steering to get her more fully out of traffic, before I determined the car wouldn’t run. My immediate suspicion was a faulty gas gauge and that we had run the car out of gas, even though the gauge showed more to an 1/8th of a tank. Once I got her loaded into the Cameo, we stopped at the first QuikTrip we saw and asked if they had any “emergency” containers they would loan out. Of course, they didn’t, and I didn’t feel like buying another gas can I didn’t need, so we drove the nearly 10 miles home to collect a gas can. Long story short, we did run it out of gas as it started right up after I let the electric pump do its priming thing. Note to self, don’t let the gas gauge in the Bel Air go below 3/8ths of a tank!! I don’t want to deal with stranding Lori along the side of the highway again!!!


















