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  • Good progress as always. Is your new dash a cap or a full replacement? How did you like it and where did you get it? I need a new one for the 79.
    Chris - HRPT Long Haul 03, 04, 05, 13, 14, 15,16 & 18
    74 Nova Project
    66 Mustang GT Project

    92 Camaro RS Convertible Project
    79 Chevy Truck Project
    1956 Cadillac Project

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    • Cap from classic industries... I think their version of light blue is not the same version as GM's version of light blue. Outside of that, it looks nice... no sharp edge, good color, fits perfectly...
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      • Originally posted by SuperBuickGuy View Post
        Cap from classic industries... I think their version of light blue is not the same version as GM's version of light blue. Outside of that, it looks nice... no sharp edge, good color, fits perfectly...
        Thanks. Are you using the Classic Industries website or a catalog? I can't find any dash caps on their website for 79 or 85.

        Edit - Found it online as soon as I posted this after messing around for at least 5 minutes. Looks like they only have light or dark blue for my application. I think I need medium.
        Last edited by 74NovaMan; April 20, 2017, 11:09 AM.
        Chris - HRPT Long Haul 03, 04, 05, 13, 14, 15,16 & 18
        74 Nova Project
        66 Mustang GT Project

        92 Camaro RS Convertible Project
        79 Chevy Truck Project
        1956 Cadillac Project

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        • Originally posted by 74NovaMan View Post

          Thanks. Are you using the Classic Industries website or a catalog? I can't find any dash caps on their website for 79 or 85.

          Edit - Found it online as soon as I posted this after messing around for at least 5 minutes. Looks like they only have light or dark blue for my application. I think I need medium.

          Doing it all wrong since 1966

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          • Seems like those would be paintable with the right paint but I'm guessing here. I'd ask them.

            Dan

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            • David Stacy on gearz is doing one on the show . Yeah , they are paintable .They gave the brand name but I forgot .
              Previously HoosierL98GTA

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              • they are, but paint it what color? silver like the strip? that would reflect badly. Darker blue? matches nothing.

                it truly is a quandary.
                Doing it all wrong since 1966

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                • matte dark gray... blends in...non-reflective...
                  Patrick & Tammy
                  - Long Haulin' 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2014...Addicting isn't it...??

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                  • Yellow with pink and purple polka dots?

                    Just a thought...............

                    Dan

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                    • I feel like I haven't gotten far enough this week - ah well...
                      worked on the dash cover

                      used all manner of clamps to get it to adhere tightly


                      decided not to repaint it a darker color... we'll see if that lasts


                      out with the crappy old speakers

                      I must admit, I'm impressed with this - not good impressed, but impressed nonetheless

                      and new Rockford Fosgates installed

                      Doing it all wrong since 1966

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                      • THE WANDERERS #11





                        JUSTICE ON THE ROAD

                        By Rick Sieman






                        When we last left Carl and Emma, The Whale had been shot right through the engine block by an over-eager Georgia traffic officer who aimed his .357 Magnum by mistake, thinking it was his new radar gun.
                        Needless to say, Carl was more than a bit upset to find a hole the size of a bowling ball in his 454 engine. He was mollified somewhat, however, when Officer LaRue Honker offered to have his brother-in-law fix the damages.
                        It would take some time, so Officer Honker invited Carl and Emma to be his guests in the friendly town of Log Jam while a new motor was being shaped. Honker also offered to make Carl an official deputy (on the payroll, too!), and let him trap a few speeders.

                        The two men had a lot in common, being ex-Navy men and off-roaders, alike. Honker even had a Land Cruiser and promised to show him some of the nicest trails in the area.

                        ***

                        We join them now, as Carl is sitting in Officer Honkers' patrol car, a black and white AMC Marlin with a gumball machine on the roof the size of a fireplug. Carl displayed an ear-to-ear smile as Officer Honker pinned a deputy badge to his shirt.
                        "Carl, you are now an official officer of the law, ready to do battle against speeders and such. Now, I'm not telling you to be prejudiced or anything, but I sure like to nab law-breakers with New York plates, especially guys in those bucks-up Mercedes and BMWs and such. I pretty much don't like to pester hard-working local folks. I mean, they got to get to work and all that."
                        "I can understand that, Hinkler. I personally find New Yorkers rude and bad mannered."
                        "That's Honker."
                        "Yeah. that's what I said. Anyways, I also don't like people who drive Volkswagen busses with peace signs on them. They are not only a hazard on the roads, they're usually filled with dope-smoking hippies playing that trash music."
                        "Carl, we are gonna git along just fine, I think. By the way, looks like your missus and my wife, Velveeta, hit it off right nice."
                        "Yup. She's really impressed by your wife's book collection. It's not everyone that can claim to own every TV Guide ever printed, as well as all the Sears mail order catalogs back to 1941."
                        "They should be busy while we're out working. Velveeta is also gonna take Emma to a knitting club later on today. They been workin' on a quilt 60 feet by 35 feet with a Confederate flag pattern for six years now. "
                        "Well, enough chit-chat. Let's get to work. First thing we do is synchronize watches. I got 8:47."
                        "Mine says 9:05."
                        "Close enough. Now here's the drill. I point this here radar gun at that downhill about a mile off and you read the miles per hour on the dash. If they're over the speed limit, you get out and wave 'em over to the side of the road. Then we write 'em up and take 'em to the judge."
                        "Great. What's the speed limit on the downhill?"
                        "Well, it's 55 approaching the crest and 25 on the down hill side. There's a sign by the side of the road telling them the right speed to travel."
                        "Where?"
                        "Over there under that Mail Pouch sign. It's got a little bitty bush in front of it, but you can see it real clear if you look hard left as you go by."
                        "Uhh, just a question. How come you make that stretch of road 25 mph when all the rest of the roads are 55 mph?"
                        "Oh, about six years ago, some pinhead in a Winnebago lost his brakes coming down that hill and took out a pecan pie stand at the curve at the bottom of the hill. The judge's sister owned that stand and nearly got splattered. Pecan pies were everywhere. It was ugly."
                        "Okie-dokie. Whoops, here comes a car now. Looks like a big Caddie-lack. Git your radar gun pointed, Honda."
                        "That's Honker."
                        "Right. OK, that Caddy is doing 68 mph and straddling the centerline. Do we grab him?"
                        "You bet your shorts! Wave him over. "

                        The long Caddy pulled over to the side of the road with a squeal from the tires. It sported a set of New York plates
                        that read "LAWYER". The driver got out, red-faced, and started yelling and howling up a storm. He had an open shirt and wore a lot of gold chains around his neck.
                        Honker put on his mirrored sunglasses and casually strode over to the fuming driver. "License sir, if you please."
                        "What is this? Some kind of hick speed trap? I was doing a steady 55. You guys short on your quota or something?"
                        "Please remove the license, sir, and hand it to me."
                        "Look, my name's Murray, and I'm a lawyer and I know how the system works, guys. Why don't we just have a little understanding here, and I'll be on my way. Here's my license."
                        Murray the lawyer handed the license to Honker and a one hundred dollar bill fluttered to the ground. Officer Honker bent down and picked up the bill, handed it back to Murray and said, "You dropped this, sir."
                        Murray gave a hurt look. "Oh no, not me. Can't be mine, Must be yours. Yep. That C-note is definitely yours. Well, look, I'll just be on my way now and I'll sure keep the speed down." And with that, Murray winked.
                        Officer Honker bristled. "It appears to me, sir, that you are attempting to bribe an officer of the law. This is not a good thing to do. Not here, in Log Jam, Georgia. You folks up in the big city might do that sort of stuff on a regular basis, but we run things different down here."
                        Officer Honker flipped open his ticket book, licked the end of an Eberhard-Faber #2 pencil and started writing: "Lessee. Sixty-eight in a 25 zone, crossing over the center line, attempted bribery of a law officer, reckless operation of a ..."
                        Murray exploded: "Why, you *#@#*$#@ geek slime-ball $##+@*&%#$ ,rat-faced #@$&*@# hill-billy porker #@#+@##@+#@ %$&!* red-necked$#%$#%# son of a ..."
                        Officer Honker remained unfazed : " ... profanity in public, threatening a law officer, and it appears that you have a turn signal bulb burnt out. Perhaps we ought to do a full safety check on this vee-hickle here before we proceed on down the road to meet the judge."
                        Murray dropped his jaw all the way to the third chain on his chest.
                        "Now, wait a minute officer, I apologize for popping off, but why don't I just sign that ticket and let's go see the judge? After all, we're all Americans, right?"
                        Carl walked over to the Caddy and peered inside. "He's got a six pack of beer on the seat, LaRue, and three of the cans are crushed up and one appears to be half full. We got us a menace here."
                        Officer Honker continued writing: " ... driving under the in­fluence of ... "
                        Murray went nuts. "You dirty %#%#$&$#$#, I'm gonna sue you for every dime you got. I'll buy this hick town and then burn it to the ground!"
                        " ... threat of arson, and that should just about cover it for now. Sign here, sir. And then follow us down the road to the judge. We'll try to get this over with as quickly as possible."

                        As a fuming Murray the lawyer followed the police car into town, Carl talked with LaRue.
                        "What's gonna happen with this guy, LaRue?"
                        "Oh, the judge'll nail him on the speeding and the open con­tainer with some pretty stiff fines, then when he starts to panic, the judge will offer to drop then rest of the charges if he apologizes to us and promises not to ever do it again. That guy will be so happy to get out of here, that he won't even snivel about the fines. We could slap his sleazy butt behind bars, but it might disturb Jimmy the Wino who sleeps there every night. Wouldn't want that."

                        Later that afternoon, Murray paid $788.49 in fines and headed south to Miami, five miles per hour under the speed limit, with his head searching the horizon like a prairie dog worried about red-tailed hawks.

                        Four hours later, Carl and LaRue had caught and delivered seven more speeders to the judge, but they were all rather sim­ple, straightforward deals. Carl bit off a chew of Big Dog chew­ing tobacco and offered LaRue a chunk. The two men chewed and spat brown slugs for a few minutes, then Carl asked, "Larry, do you ever ... "
                        "That's LaRue, Cal."
                        "Right. Say, do you ever get any really weird cases out here? Even weirder than that New York weasel?"
                        "Yup. We got one real problem that crops up every now and then. There's a couple of crooks from the next county over, and they've been stealin' 4-x4s off'n the folks around here. Every time I try to catch 'em , they just head off road and I lose 'em. They musta got a half dozen rigs in the last four months."

                        As the words left Officer Honkers mouth, the radio crackled. "This here's Deputy Durdblatt back at the station. We got another 4x4 theft. They took the hardware store owner's Blazer and they're heading your way. Blue Blazer with a white top. See if you can get 'em!"
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                        • Thirty seconds later, a blue Blazer blazed (what else?) down the road and passed our two lovable peace officers. LaRue flipped on the gumball lights and yelled, "Buckle up, Cal! Let's get 'em before he can hit the back roads. With the siren wailing, the Marlin lurched from behind the billboard and smoked the tires in pursuit. Lights flashed, the engine wailed and the Marlin started gaining on the big Blazer.
                          Three miles later, they were right on the tail of the Chevy 4x4. Carl yelled over the engine noise. "Can I shoot the tires out, LaRue?! Like Dirty Harry does!"
                          "Better not, Carl. Let's just stay right on his tail and try to get him to pull over."
                          A hundred yards later, the Blazer slewed hard left and darted down a dirt road. The Marlin stayed right on his bumper as LaRue sawed at the steering wheel. The Blazer made another sharp turn and went through some tall bushes, short-cutting to a rutted dirt road.
                          Officer Honker uttered some vile Navy curses that even Carl had never heard. He was impressed! The Blazer started pulling ahead, and when the road criss-crossed a few streams, the Marlin simply could not keep up.
                          Finally, LaRue, was forced to stop. He pounded on the steer­ing wheel for a while and swore some more. "That's the fourth time those bandits have gotten away from me. I just don't know what to do."
                          "Well, why don't you try to chase them down with your Land Cruiser? That thing will go anywhere."
                          "Yeah. But it's too slow. They'd just stay on the highway and leave me in the dust. Frankly, I'm stumped."
                          Carl scratched his chin for a moment. "Listen up, LaRue. My Suburban should be done in a week or so, and it's got a serious 454 motor under the hood, plus nitrous oxide. You seem like a pretty good guy, so I'm gonna offer the use of The Whale to chase down these pond-scum crooks. Whaddaya think?"
                          Officer Honker stuck out a big meaty hand. "It's a deal. Carl, we're gonna git em!"

                          ***

                          Shades of Bullet! What will happen? Will The Whale be able to catch the 4x4 thieves? What will Emma say when she discovers Carl's plan? Will our heroes succeed? I can hardly wait until next month to find out.
                          Doing it all wrong since 1966

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                          • and had a few minutes after sundown to drop it in
                            but first, what is it with Hondas and oil? this is my second in as many months that is peeing oil


                            vacuum pump

                            this should be fun

                            even better, slightly different

                            but it fits and works

                            one thing I did learn - I don't like Oldsmobile oil pumps because they use a star that, if you do it incorrectly, will not properly connect to the oil pump if you pull the drive.... this one is that design so I'll really be watching oil pressure so I don't have another meltdown like I had with my 455 in a boat.
                            pressure is fine for now

                            Doing it all wrong since 1966

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                            • So , did I get this right that is a vac pump for a olds diesel . And id so is the 6.2 some sort of olds block . I have a feeling no, but I had to ask .
                              Previously HoosierL98GTA

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                              • nope, not even close.
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