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R-Rated Resurrection: Waking Up This Ancient Ford F-600 With Enthusiasm And A Sailor’s Tongue


R-Rated Resurrection: Waking Up This Ancient Ford F-600 With Enthusiasm And A Sailor’s Tongue

Make no mistake, this isn’t a video to show your kids. For that matter, it might not be a wise idea to let most adults watch it, either…the language that is flung around is the kind that would raise the eyebrow of even the most jaded veteran. But sometimes, there just isn’t a way around it, motivation for diving back into some of the more questionable mechanical adventures pretty much requires having a full and broad spectrum of swearing at the ready. As a kid, virtually everyone I ever sat next to and observed taught me new words. There was my older cousin Vance, who had plenty of words at the ready when he realized that he had put a pushrod through the rocker of his Newport’s engine. There was my father, who unloaded like the battleship Iowa after he dropped a C6 transmission onto his chest while trying to fix his old Ford stepside, and then there was my stepfather, who pretty much used the F-bomb like a comma in regular conversation, nevermind when he was six seconds from green-lighting the nuclear option. And all I’ll say is that I’m keeping the traditions alive in my shop…good days, bad days, or the days where the hospital is warned that I’m on the way.

Now, take a gander at this beast. A Ford F-600 that should be the ride of a serial killer who is chasing after teenagers in the forests of Alberta right here. Does Canada have a translation for Leatherface and the Texas Chainsaw Massacre? Because this monster is the ride of choice, from it’s toothy push bar to the lack of a real bed and interior, complete with a bevy of shifters that should be rowed by a giant with a dingy, dark glove on. This thing is nightmare fuel with a twist of lime, because why the hell not. Since mosquito season is finishing up and winter is half a second away, now is the time to clean up the property, and one item involves the removal of a 1967 Chrysler derby car of some sort that needs to be removed from the property. In-between the Chrysler and an open area is a huge sloppy area and a water pit that is probably filled with brain-eating amoebas or something like that, so it’s time to break out this super beast and see if a frightening pile of bolts can make work happen.

WARNING: SUPER STRONG LANGUAGE AHEAD! YOU’RE WARNED!


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