Grand slam today!
I got the alert from the pull a part that they had an 88 Signature Town Car (like Ole Blue). Mine is pristine, but they have not made a fuel sending unit for the electronic dash models since the mid 90s. I was just about to install a universal with a gauge under the dash (which I hate). Soooo, I gathered my tools and Lincoln, and we hopped in The Missing Linc and went with our hopes up, but managing expectations (there is a guy up north who rebuilds them, but it is an eight month backlog). For the last few years, I put a sticky note on the windshield next to my sticky note for oil changes, writing down the mileage so I could fill up every 150 or 200 miles (It’s always been hard to keep that sticky note calibrated). I don’t want to say that these things are rare, but you have to travel down 100 mile road paved with hens teeth to find one! You can’t even begin to imagine my elation when I pulled this out:
First home run! I can’t wait to try it, but it’s the cleanest one I’ve ever seen. My luck, the gas tank is full, so I have to burn off 100 miles before I can try.
Second home run: I’m a real estate broker, so you know I talk out of both sides of my mouth. While I claimed my town cars are pristine, they’re probably more like 95%, but that’s after 27 years (both owners passed, and both the TCs we’re in climate controlled garages for over 20 years in the middle). The 88 had a ding in the back trim, and a tiny crack in the long lens, from a helpful elderly lady at Kroger with a shopping cart. I covered the ding with a red line/blue line flag. I had a spare that was perfect but it was from the wrong year, and I just haven’t gotten around to swapping it. Today, my target had this:
A little elbow grease and polish (I giggle in anticipation).
I pulled out a few other trinkets. There was a brand new Michelin tire as a spare. When I checked the date code, it had to be the original spare with the car from 1988. I passed.
Then a good day turned into a magical day. You can rent golf carts at our pull a parts, which I actually need. After I get what I went after, I cruise around looking for what they had for Ranger pick up trucks and other eye candy. This was the selection:
Absolutely rust free Bronco II. The interior was the same color as my 87, but I just didn’t need anything.
Again rust free, I really had my eyes on the perfect back bumper to match the 87. The one I have has a lot of surface rust.
Also rust free:
Third home run: I didn’t realize till a short while ago that the 87 had a later model bumper on it. And then I ran across this: an absolutely pristine straight as an arrow 93 bumper that matches the current 87 truck bumper.
Grand slam: When I put the Lincoln grille into the 87 Ranger grille, my 87 grille was in pretty poor condition, which is another reason I didn’t mind cutting it up. I don’t know if I’ll ever redo it, but I found this for $30:
(You’re all supposed to cheer now, maybe do the wave)
I also got enough nuts bolts screws clips to fill a big pickle jar. It takes constant vigilance to establish and maintain a shed of miracles.
And, finally, the last shall be first
This was in the trunk of the Lincoln. It’s the second Bible I found, and I have also retrieved several flags over the years. Whenever I spot one or the other, I take it for reuse, re-distribution, or proper disposal. This one is in great shape, and I’m going to put it next to my bedside instead of watching whatever on the tube* as I doze off. (*ask your granddaddies).
He was obviously watching over me with with my silly hobbies today. All His blessings. & the day is only half gone!!!