The suspension work feels amazing, it was like a cloud, really, a super ride. The alignment was good. It didn’t pull when driving at all. No squeal on turning so I’m going to call that done. The brakes suck, I had flashbacks to my 62 Chevy II Nova and its crappy brakes which I locked up regularly driving around PA. I found premium brake shoes for it that were way better than stock, maybe I’ll find something like that for the Valiant. I’m really don’t want to do a disc swap, maybe a booster and double pot MC. We’ll see. We didn’t get nearly what we wanted to do for the trip. The old foggy windshield is still in it and on a rainy night with no defroster let’s just say leaving the venue was… challenging, in a “if I don’t find a car to follow we are going to DIE!” Challenging. But we made it arriving to sleep at my brothers place at 1:45 AM.
I wanted to redo the seats, didn’t happen, so I just put an old sign on the back of the passenger seat to try to stop the foam from choking us while we drove. I have vinyl but ran out of time to wrap it before we needed to head out.
The vapor lock will be addressed by either not driving flat out for three hours before being stuck in traffic or some DEI shielding. It’s now ordered.
This morning it started right up, we went and got gas and hit the road. I tried to calculate mpg but I need to do the upside down gas pump thing and end up spilling about half a gallon every fill-up so that’s out the window.
Amazingly the turn signal indicator on the dash started working! Rusty is healing himself! The fuel gauge broke though, so it’s a trade off. I still don’t have a working temp gauge or oil guage, honestly, its better not knowing.
We barreled home, there was lots of traffic and the only “bad” thing was other people’s terrible driving. We were tailgated relentlessly, almost backed into because we are a normal sized car and people are only looking for giant SUVs, drivers on their phones, honking at stop signs, etc.
Another roadtrip with my son is about the best thing I can ever hope for, this is the son in the service.
Any time we can spend together, whether it’s at a concert or sweating under the sun in a very noisy Mopar, is pure gold.
PS pictures of the seat