Mods
Aluminum Radiator, Electric Fan, and 80's bench seat cover
Build story
About my build her name is Angel; she is a 1959 Ford Custom 300 4dr Ex interceptor sedan. 292 Y Block v8, 3 speed on the column manual, 9in Rear end. Angel used to belong to the Atlanta Georgia Police department and was auctioned off to a couple who bought the car for a spare vehicle but ended up putting it in a part in 1965 until I dug her out. She still has her original interior, paint, glass, motor, transmission, and rear end. So far she is a survivor that is still being used as a normal car to this day.\r
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Additional Information on Angel \r
This may have a long story but it’s her story and the adventures, passion, and love I have for this old dino. But to begin this love story I bought this car when I was 16 as my first car from an old couple's barn where it had set since 1965 laying to rot. Angel gave me my first memory while hauling it home by blowing the U-hauls tire out leaving me and my father stranded for 5 hours in a small town in Cullman Alabama but little did I know this would spark my car-crazy love. Once at my house I couldn’t help myself but clean and dig around it as much as possible, I ended up finding a square nail and nickel from 1939 I keep in the dash for good luck. Now here is where it gets interesting this car is a 3 speed on the tree carbed v8 and I've never even attempted to drive an automatic so it took me a good 3 weeks before I even took the car on the road and that was a scary ride but it felt right and free to have a car that built America back on the path it once ran. So we fast forward a good few years of me barely getting around town in this car that smoked worse than Christine while replacing small things here and there as they went out but after it dying on me one night I need to make this girl as strong as FordMotorCo itself once had it so I gathered whatever cash and sold some other projects to afford the parts I needed for the motor. The big day came when all the parts came in and it was time to get the engine rebuilt but I never could bring myself to take it somewhere so I got my trusty “Fix your Ford” book from 1949-1969 to crack in this motor like the old days and now that was a long but loving process because I never experience the fade you can get from doing a project I just kept on truckin, sure enough I had that old 292 V8 back on its high 8 and that opened up a can of worms for me because I began taking that car everywhere. I have been close to 60,000 miles in the car, I would take it to Birmingham Alabama then road it to Atlanta Georgia following a trip to Tennessee, when this virus stuff is over Angel will be running the complete route 66. Now coming to where this journey is now is Angel is my daily, she’s seen many road, friends, states, and cities but she won't stop till she’s been in all fifty states and most of Canada. \r
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I am glad she will get seen by at least someone this year.
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Additional Information on Angel \r
This may have a long story but it’s her story and the adventures, passion, and love I have for this old dino. But to begin this love story I bought this car when I was 16 as my first car from an old couple's barn where it had set since 1965 laying to rot. Angel gave me my first memory while hauling it home by blowing the U-hauls tire out leaving me and my father stranded for 5 hours in a small town in Cullman Alabama but little did I know this would spark my car-crazy love. Once at my house I couldn’t help myself but clean and dig around it as much as possible, I ended up finding a square nail and nickel from 1939 I keep in the dash for good luck. Now here is where it gets interesting this car is a 3 speed on the tree carbed v8 and I've never even attempted to drive an automatic so it took me a good 3 weeks before I even took the car on the road and that was a scary ride but it felt right and free to have a car that built America back on the path it once ran. So we fast forward a good few years of me barely getting around town in this car that smoked worse than Christine while replacing small things here and there as they went out but after it dying on me one night I need to make this girl as strong as FordMotorCo itself once had it so I gathered whatever cash and sold some other projects to afford the parts I needed for the motor. The big day came when all the parts came in and it was time to get the engine rebuilt but I never could bring myself to take it somewhere so I got my trusty “Fix your Ford” book from 1949-1969 to crack in this motor like the old days and now that was a long but loving process because I never experience the fade you can get from doing a project I just kept on truckin, sure enough I had that old 292 V8 back on its high 8 and that opened up a can of worms for me because I began taking that car everywhere. I have been close to 60,000 miles in the car, I would take it to Birmingham Alabama then road it to Atlanta Georgia following a trip to Tennessee, when this virus stuff is over Angel will be running the complete route 66. Now coming to where this journey is now is Angel is my daily, she’s seen many road, friends, states, and cities but she won't stop till she’s been in all fifty states and most of Canada. \r
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I am glad she will get seen by at least someone this year.