Havent posted on my thread because of life getting in the way.
Made the decision to sell my 52 Ford. Didn’t even start it last year due to my shoulder surgery and getting knee deep in the Triumphs issues then my wife’s feet issues. Decided to not kid myself any more. I live fairly close to the Morgantown Automall they consign vehicles there and have filled an entire former shopping mall with vehicles of all types. I know people who have sold and purchased there.
Drained the gas out of the tank, blew out the fuel line, replaced the filter, added 5 gallons and some Berryman and turned the key and the old 6 cylinder came to life. Checked all the fluids, lights and gave it a good washing and Tuesday started the 15 mile trek to the mall 10 miles into trip on a hill doing 35, my left rear tire decided to completely come off and it was not pretty. My wife was following me. I did a 360 spin out on a 2 lane road and ended up in a ditch. Smacked my head into the steering wheel and cut up my elbow. Not exactly the day I had planned. Strangers stopping to help was great. My wife was very upset she almost hit me and I almost hit an Amish wagon I had passed seconds earlier.
I couldn’t find the lugnuts but I found the tire down a hill into a wooded yard on a guys driveway.
911 was called, AAA was called. Sent my wife home she need to calm down, directed traffic for over a hour until the State Police finally arrived another 20 minutes later the flatbed arrived. Winched the truck on and got it home. Found a cracked brake drum, stripped up wheel studs, the left rear fender took a shot that needs repair. Got tire on with some lugs I had and turned the key and it fired right up got it back in the garage and it will sit there a little longer. Ordered a brake drum new wheel studs and lug nuts and sometime in the future I’ll see what I can do to fix it good enough to sell. Then I’m calling a flatbed to take it to the mall to sell it. I’m too old for this **** but would like to live a little longer.
All in all it could have been worse I guess. Seeing my tire rolling down road as I was starting to crash and the front end coming in the air was pretty scary.
Btw the beer can in the picture is not mine it was just laying in the hillside. First thing my brother asked when I sent him the picture.
