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My name is Diesel and I'm 15 years old and my dad helped me find a small truck to work on as a project. It's important to me because we spend many of his days off going to junk yards finding parts and many late nights working on it along with my uncle who always come to help us. I plan to use this truck to drive to school and possibly carry my lawn mower and pressure washer to make money for performance parts for my Mustang (since NAPA won't hire me till I'm 18).

I bought this vehicle as a retirement project with end result to give to my grandson. Truck had been sitting for 15 years and rusting away in a garage. Being diagnosed with prostrate cancer put the project on hold for a while. Now I work as I can on it, and grandson is here on summer vacation for us to do work together.  So far we have fixed rust in cab fenders and doors, replaced all gaskets and cab body bushings, and stripped, primed and painted with rattle cans. We’ve stripped the interior, removed the dash and are repairing the pad cracks.

I bought a 1948 Ford F-1 for my wife. My two grandsons loved the truck and asked me for one "just like Nana's." So that gave me the idea to build them a Go-Kart sized version of Nana's truck "Bertha." They have been in the garage helping since day one!  they were only four and five when we started; they are now six and seven and it's been a great experience for them to help and learn to use the tools. I have enjoyed spending the time with them and being able to teach them and watch them enjoy.  We built the frame and body from scratch in the garage. It has a 6 HP Predator engine in it.

I picked this car because I have always liked the body lines and the style.

I saw this car in a neighbor's front yard and thought it could be a fun family project for my grandson's first car who is turning 14 this summer. That would give us 2 years to build the car together before he gets his drivers license. Our son agreed and purchased the car. It had been dissassembled years ago but the owner assured us he had most of the parts. So far the body has been completely removed and the frame blasted and painted. The Chev 350 is back sitting on the motor mounts, the Muncie 4 speed transmission is connected and driveline attached.

I had an '86 Chevy Truck that had a good cab on it so I removed the cab, frame, all the glass, doors and everything off the firewall. I cleaned everything and welded up holes that I didn't need. I sanded the inside of the cab and firewall so I could paint them. I removed the dash so I could install my old dash from my rusted out '77. I installed cab corners and rock panels that I bought from LMC Truck. I painted the inside cab and firewall. Used my old dash so I could use wiring, dash pad, wiper switch, radio and dimmer switch and then I moved onto doors.

This is Cole my 8 year old grandson working on the golf cart my son uses when camping. He was born 100% gear head. He sanded the golf cart body, prepped it for paint, masked off the entire cart, then painted it with rattle cans, as seen in the attached video's. What 8 year old can use a rattle can to paint anything, he is so amazing. At 8 years old he built his own workshop as he calls it, where he keeps his own hand tools and power tools.

Obviously this is not a vehicle, but certainly has everything to do with the automotive hobby! Recently an in-ceiling air conditioner began leaking just after we closed our store on a Tuesday night. As we are closed Wednesday, we didn't know of the problem until the following Thursday evening. By that time enough water had been deposited on our 8-lane Oval track (made from MDF) to cause irreparable damage. A new track was not in the budget, but we were fortunate enough to find a solid used Oval at a reasonable price only 7 hours away. Once we got it back to our store, the real work began.

4 years ago I worked as a mechanic that did a lot of work for car dealers. One customer brought this Lincoln to the shop to get running and be a quick flip. One Saturday I pushed the car in the shop to do the normal things you do to a car that's been sitting for 8 years. After a couple hours it was running so I started checking it out for state inspectiono to find it was a '73, the same year I was born, and it only had 74k original miles.I made a call that afternoon and bought the car for a few hundred dollars and a handful of towing jobs.

I am a race car driving, motorcycle riding street rod building pastor. I am 75 years old and had quit working on cars because I now live in an Rv with no garage but I got a deal I could not refuse. I bought this 4 dr Chevy with frame built with four link rear end and a straight axle on the front no doors no floor at all with the body just hanging. So I brought it home with no place to work on it. A friend down the road had an old barn with a concrete floor with no heat and so the project began.

Back in 1988 I rescued this 1969 Mustang Fastback from a salvage yard from getting crushed. I noticed that he just pulled it into the salvage yard and bought the car for $700 took all the interior completely out of it and placed it down on the farm in the hay barn for over 30 years while I was Raising kids and growing a family.

This car was my mom and dads car. Remember riding around in it as a very young kid. Mom drove it as her car up until 1981. Back in the mid 1980's it was repainted and repaired enough to where it was drivable. My dad and uncle went through the engine. It was what car I really started to learn to drive a stick shift.

My story is a love story but not boy meets girl, at least not at the beginning that part comes later, its a story of boy meets truck. when I was around 12 years old I was with my father delivering gravel to some family friends when I saw this truck for the first time. I had always been I truck person and when I laid eyes on this truck it was love at first sight. Now fast forward 5 years I was driving past the owner of the truck's house when I saw it at the end of their driveway with a for-sale sign in it, I knew at that moment I had to stop and ask about it.