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# 2630 More truck pictures in Flickr ! From Matthew : I am 23 years old and the proud new owner of a 1949 GMC 100. I had just been thinking about buying a nice project, and happened to see the ad on Kijiji. He was asking $1,800. In the pictures, the truck looked good. So I called him, and went to have a look at it a couple days later. It was full of random junk, bits and pieces, and boxes of random parts he had pulled off recently. The grille, driver door, seat, manifolds, lights, mirrors, tailgate, and other small parts like knobs and trim had been removed. The obvious and immediate work it needed was on the running boards, and floorpan / kick panels, which were completely rotten.The cab corners and rockers were very solid. The bed was also very, very worn. The truck was still in "farm mode." I'm guessing an old farmer somewhere in Missouri had made some "improvements" of sorts. The tailgate had been reworked and reinforced with crudely welded angle iron, as had the bedsides. Two spare tire perches had also been fabricated and welded to each bedside, out of rebar, angle stock, and other bolts, bits and pieces. Lastly, a nice beefy, albeit primitive, rear bumper had been fabricated and bolted on. The truck needed all new glass and rubber. Tires were gone. This was definitely a project. Of course, he assured me it had been running nicely before he started to pull things apart, which definitely made me chuckle a little. So I offered him $1,500, and he gladly accepted. After a couple weeks of running over and gathering the smaller parts in boxes, I managed to get it home. This was in itself, a task. I had to find a time when four men with conflicting schedules could all get together. The seller, the friend at who's house the truck was being stored (in a fenced pen behind a uniloader), the fellow who I enlisted to trailer it, and myself. In the end though, it happened seamlessly. We easily winched the truck onto the trailer. When we got home, the tires held enough air to roll it gently off the trailer, assisted by the handy winch, so it didn't smash though the back of the garage.
Matthew -- for us old truck nuts, no story about an old piece of iron is too long. Thanks for taking the time to do such a good write-up. We look forward to updates and when you go on-line! We'll connect your site to your page. Congrats and welcome to the Fellowship of Old Iron. ~ Editor
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