The Flathead Cruiser and Then Some
It's that time of year for our favorite gearhead tale. Believe it or not, I've even had some requests for this! I'm also including a little something extra I think just about everybody would like to see under their tree. Now, with out further delay the fourth annual telling of the Legend of the Flathead Cruiser.
T'was the night before Christmas and all through the shop not a creature was stirring all the work had just stopped. The tools were all hung on the peg board with care, in hopes Santa soon would be there.
The cars were all parked safely covered in the garage, my Roadster, my Pickup and even my Hemi Dodge. My wife in her robe and I in my Batman p.j's had just settled down after shopping for days.
When out on the driveway there arose such a clatter, it sounded to me like pressure plate chatter. On the driveway I flew like a flash, I tripped over the dog and landed in the trash.
When there in the driveway beneath the moon and the stars sat a Model A Coupe with chrome ladder bars. As I walked up closer to get a better view I noticed a blown flathead and cheater slicks too.
There behind the wheel sat a driver so tuff, with tattoos, an earring and a beard so ruff. Dressed in black leather he looked like a bruiser, I knew right away he must be the Flathead Cruiser.
He said "I pulled second, I puled third, and then I heard a big band. Things started to smoke, things started to clang. I spotted your garage with hope of repair." His backseat was full of presents, but I tried not to stare.
"If you fix my Ford and make it shift right I will give you these gifts for ruining your night." We opened the door and pushed the Ford in, before I got underneath it he gave me a wink and a grin.
The headers were hot, the slicks were sticky, the blow-proof bell housing would make my job tricky. I turned on my droplight and gave it a look, the big 3 inch exhaust was making me cook.
Where there to my surprise what did I see. The four tranny bolts had wiggled themselves free. I grabbed my trusty torque wrench and started to turn, as I tightened the last one I could smell my sleeves burn.
He slid behind the wheel and them fired up the mill, as I directed him out, just listening to it idle, gave me a chill. A big blown Flattie with two 94's up top, chrome reverse rims and a 2 inch suspension drop.
He eased it out to the street and set the line lock. I knew this wouldn't be quiet, probably wake the whole block. He revved it to 6 grand and let the clutch pop, as the rubber and smoke poured from the tires I spotted a sop!
He released the line lock and let the Ford loose, this baby was ALL MOTOR with no signs of juice. He fishtailed sideways, grabbed third with plenty of guts, with police in full chase he yelled out for all,,,,,,
"MAKE SURE YOU USE LOCKTITE SO YOU DON"T LOSE YOUR NUTS!"
Now going from one contemporary classic to another. Have I got a holiday treat for you. In this time of year when wish lists are encouraged this beauty is on the top of mine. Try this on for size, a Lusse Auto Skooter with tons of mods and one of the coolest custom paint jobs going. Hate to run into this baby at the state fair, advantage Auto Skooter for sure. I saw the beauty, where else - SEMA and instantly fell in want with it. To me this Auto Skooter is the perfect blend of awesome, unexpected and pure childhood fantasy. Owning one would undoubtedly make you the coolest kid on the block. I have yearned for one of these "repurposed" bumper cars since my Dad sent me an article about them a few years back. But this one, dubbed the "world's coolest Auto Skooter", took my want to a whole new level. Santa, I now you read my blog now how about one for me and all my friends in the KruzinUSA Nation. That's not too much to ask, is it?
Stay tuned for the best of 2015 and more SEMA Super Stars!
Wishing you and yours Happy Holidays! - Pony Girl
Til the next time - Keep on Kruzin!