The header was put on so clearances could be checked. The lower battery mount needed to be removed, so the rivets were chiseled off and the bracket removed.
The car is never like I imagine it when I am building it in my head before I get to the garage. In this case, I didn't envision the inner fender being so angled as it approached the firewall. Finding the best place for the regulator took some time. In the end, it was mounted with three riv-nuts.
The hard line was formed to go from the regulator to the front of the engine.
Pulled the tank down. The passenger side line is for the return. The driver side is the supply. Originally, the fuel line from the tank to the filter was supposed to go to the crossmember. However, it didn't fit well that way. So, the flex line ended up a bit longer and it went between the tank and the tank strap instead of forward of the strap. I am pleased with it. At this point, the circuit is complete from the tank to the outlet of the fuel pump.
Had President's day off. It got up in the mid 50's but was damp and windy. Didn't move so fast.
The tank straps were cut and bent so the tank could be installed. I will still have to cut some rubber cushions to put between the tank and the floor and probably the straps and the tank.
I had hoped the fuel filter would go on the battery box to the left of the pump. It did not fit well there so I attached it to the CE shock crossmember. I got the hard line from the filter to the pump fabbed up. There was a little bit of a learning curve on bending the 3/8" steel tubing. I think I am ready to tackle the rest of the system now.
Forty years ago I bought my first car. A 1950 Chevy wagon. Not near as nice as this one. Check out that faux wood grain. My right thumb is slightly shorter than my left as a result of that first car. Good judgement comes from experience. Experience comes from bad judgement. I wish that first car had turned out like this one rather than learning not to stick your hand under a car supported by a sketchy jack.
I suppose one of the reasons I go to car shows is to see cars which I had and imagine they had turned out better than they did. Ponchos always get my blood flowing. The first car I owned which actually ran was a 66 Tempest with a 65 Goat motor. I had a string of 64 - 67 Tempest's, Lemans's, & GTO's in my younger days. This 67 had me wishing I had a least one of them still in my garage.
Looking forward, another reason I go is to get ideas. The 41 is basically the same car as mine. I won't be chopping mine, but I did get some ideas I may incorporate in mine. Nice car.
John Schneider was there signing autographs. An 80's recreation of the General Lee sits behind him. A quick look in the mirror reminds me that the time has passed for all of us. More incentive to get out there and get that car done. Hope the weather holds.
At the end of the day, it was good to reminisce about old friends. I miss Jim Loop. It was good to hang out with Dane Tyner, walking the whole show together. It was good visiting with Jim Chantre, Scott Cool, Tim Spencer, and Gary Runnels. It is good to plan on being there next year with the 41.