The '54 6400 is setting in my driveway this morning but it was an adventure as usual.
Getting the truck ready to drive turned out to be the easy part.
Retrieving the 6400 When I pulled the truck down to the road, I discovered that a pretty hard brake pedal doesn't always mean you have brakes!
There was enough to stop it if I was nearly stopped already. I'd chosen a route with minimum traffic so I figured I'd just go slow.
The next discovery was why the trucked was parked in the first place. The transmission has a howl so loud that it's hard to hear the engine! Never heard anything like it. It howls loudest in 4th gear which lead me to believe it's the rear bearing that's gone.
The good news is the engine ran like a top and had lots (well OK it is a Stovebolt) of power. The two speed rear end also shifted perfectly.
So my friend and I had a nice long drive through the wheat fields enjoying the scenery, the weather and the sounds and smells of the '54 Stovebolt
