The Chadly Coupe has great bones, and that's good news after you've flown from OC, CA. to Jacksonville, FL. just to learn if the radically chopped '30 Model A coupe was the car that you had hoped it would be. The builder did an incredible job of amassing the best aftermarket parts mixed with gennie Ford. This is a car that will go down in hot rod history.
LSD is nothing compared to the dream state this adventure has thrown my brain into. The time is really flying by... we drove out yesaterday to Hastings, piston rings Florida to pick up the Chadly Coupe in the pouring rain. By the time Todd, the guy that bought the car from Chadly and I went over things the sun had come back out. Todd mentioned maybe the bias-ply Coker Firestones were low on air. I pushed in on the top of the left front tire, and after it squished in real easy said "yeah, I don't think that's right." Out on the road a gust of wind shot the coupe out in the path of an oncoming Peterbilt, The steering felt heavy and I thought I'd dismount the front tires if I yanked the car back into it's lane. I nursed it back into the lane, and we (my ride to get the car) pulled into the very first gas station and checked the air pressue. Well, a guy doesn't have to be Corky Coker to know 12-pounds of air in a tire ain't enough. I pumped all four up to 32-pounds and the little coupe isn't so bad to drive. I'll send a bunch of back up photos to Ed Kimball to post to with this. That will by Monday CA. time. I'll get back on here one more time before I drive across Georgia to get to Chattanooga... hope I don't get stuck behind a chicken truck.