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• Cleaned engine and found oil leaks at the valley pan, oil filter and oil pan.
• Removed intake and valley pan, put clean rags in the heads intake ports and proceeded to clean with gunk and water.
• Painted and reassembled.
• When I cranked the engine it acted like it seized. So I hand rotated the engine and heard water trickling down.
• Engine still would not start, I figured I got water in the cylinders and fowled my plugs. So, I bought new plugs, condenser, points, rotor, dist cap.
• Engine still wouldn’t start, I had spark and gas at the cylinder. So, I checked timing and compression. Compression was OK but the timing was off even though I had never removed the distributor.
• Adjusted the timing and the truck turned over immediately. I drove around the block and it stalled.
• Checked timing again and it was now off. Made sure the distributor was tight and repeated the test drive/ re-timing thing a few times and deduced my distributor was bad.
• Replaced the distributor. Truck ran great for about 3 blocks and then the spark started to drop off intermittently ( verified this with my timing light). Truck stalled, I waited a few minutes restarted and it ran fine for another 3 blocks then repeated the bad performance.
• I guessed that it might be the coil. So I replaced it and now the truck runs beautifully and does not leak oil. Halleluiah!!
Not me in the photo, but that is my car. There's a story behind it that is too long to tell, as well as a sign that reads "Travel at your own risk" right before this. So, do I win the dummy award?
The connecting rod is hanging on the wall of my garage as a reminder.
i have a story that goes with it, luckily with it not being my car and it not being me behind the wheel. I was in the passenger's seat of a friend's 4 cylinder acura and it had just stopped raining. Anyway, he's drivng down a major street doing about 45 and sees this puddle and decides he's going to drive through it, see what happens. I tried to advise him otherwise but he wouldn't hear it, so he nails it and I proceeded to put on my seatbelt (if you knew me this would be a HUGE red flag) since i knew this puddle got pretty deep every now and then. Right as we're about to go into the puddle, he galances over at me, sees me in a seat belt getting comfortable and bracing myself and a look of absolute terror flew across his face (it was absolutely priceless, it was the only enjoyable thign about the whole experience
) He looked back at the road and hit the brakes but we were just about to hit the water anyway. Talk about going 50 to zero in a heart beat. He has two rods hanging on the wall and a broke nose to show for that, i just had a bit of belt burn across my right shoulder
. Oh well, you live, you learn and you spend $3500. . . .



