I posted a couple of months ago about buying two 1966 C10 Chevy barn Finds. These two trucks were bought the same day by two brothers who farmed together in Plentywood, Montana. Both trucks were put away in 1982 and have sat there for the past 42 years. The door on the shed hadn't been opened since that time so we had a heck of a time getting the door open. Anyway I live in Southwest Montana just outside Yellowstone and Plentywood is in North East Montana 10 hours away. Left at 2.00am and got there around 11.00am. Loaded the red one I thought (After I washed it I thought HELL This ain't Red-------Its Orange! Any way got it loaded and headed home. Long drive (As any drive is in Montana) but got home at 2.00am in the morning. 24 hour round trip. My Ass Dragging! ANYWAY Back to what was underneath. Unloaded the truck and washed it twice. The more I washed it the better it got. The inside of the cab was the dirtiest I have seen in a long time but came out really good. The outside was also horrible from sitting for 42 years so after taking my time with clay barring, Buffing, Polish and finally wax This was what was underneath! What do You think? Truck is equipped with a 292, 4-speed, 373 posi rearend, HD rear springs, HD radiator. radio delete, No PS or Brakes. Went back two days later and made the same trip for the Green one which is For Sale. I put in a new gas tank, sending unit, Fuel pump, Cleaned old gas line and points, Little gas down the Rochester and It started and ran good but the carb needs gone thru or replaced. Engine sounded Great. In the back of the owners manual previous owner wrote New Engine installed in 1967 with 47,000 miles.
Let’s see, you got the vehicle home and cleaned the dirt, dust and debris off and out of it. Well done sir.
Impressively preserved for something that sat in a barn for so long, I don't doubt that the green one would clean up just as nice.
OK another thought, because thats the kind of mood I'm in today. It's obvious it to late to ask the important question, how do I protect the patina on my truck.
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