1945 Chevy Ute
From Brendan :
Here's the Chevy's story. The Chev, as we call it, has been in the family since 1947. The bloke that bought it brand new was an old bushy and he would drive it down the middle of the street. His family eventually got him to just drive it around his property.
One day he was coming up to a gate and said "Whoa whoa whoa" (horse and cart day talk for stop stop stop) and he hit the gate. So he sold it to my Grandfather. His brother had just bought a new Chevy truck so they had two between them now. Don't know what happened to the other truck.
My Grandfather drove this truck everywhere. He and his brother were going to a campdraft one day and got a flat left hand front tyre. Being two horse blokes, they managed to break all the wheel studs. So, now it has three wheels with right hand thread and one rear with left hand threads.
As a kid, I used to play driving the Chev. With all the bumps and corners and imaginary gear changes, I thought it was great. It was sold to my Uncle who shifted it and let it sit out in the open for five years.
But the Chev was to return home yet. My Aunty was able to do a deal for the Chev and home she came.
The Chev is mine now. I will be getting her going, road worthy and full rego. I am not the type of bloke to do her up fancy, I will just get her going good and keep her going.