With the Forbidden Fantasy show fast approaching, i knew i had to bust ass if i was going to get my '67 C-10 put together and avoid losing a huge bet to Mike A....
So it's been about a week since the Forbidden Fantasy show at Lake Perris and i've finally had enough time to decompress and write about what went down. Actually i could have done this sooner had i remembered my password to the blogs. Oh well. Anyway, as most of you know Mike A and I made a really dumb bet to see who would drive their trucks to the show. We did this not because either of us wanted to win any of the lame prizes we chose, but because had we not put ourselves under the gun like this, neither of our trucks would be running. Such is the life of guys that work on custom truck magazines. We get to take pictures and write about great trucks but rarely get to own one ourselves.
I really needed to win this bet because I had been burnt out on working on the '67 since last summer when i tried to throw it together for the Havoc show. We all know how well that turned out don't we? Utter and dismal failure. Well i wasn't going to miss another show so I camped out in the shop for months at night in an effort to take what was left of my '67 and turn it into something that would drive down the road. What was left of the original truck was a cab, a hood, and a grille shell. Everything else was newly fabricated, which is why it was so sketchy to drive the truck for the first time.
At 4am on the morning of the show we finished bleeding the Wilwood brakes, bolted the Boyds and Nittos onto the '67, fired up the LS2 and drove it out of the shop. It was amazing. I hadn't slept in two days but suddenly i had all the energy in the world once my truck rolled out the shop door into the darkness.