My first vehicle was a 55 Chevy half ton, short box. My second vehicle was a 66 Chevy half ton fleetside. It was 1970 and our family vacation. There was 4 of us. We had an overhead camper on the back of the truck, which was wrong, because I felt the truck was overloaded. The truck had a 283 and a 4 on the floor with a granny first gear. Our family went from Jamestown, North Dakota to Daytona Beach, Florida and back. The first problem we had was, I had never really experienced hot sunk,and ocean waves. Mom tried to stop me and cover me in sun blocker, but I would not listen. I got second degree burns on my back and began tossing cookies.. so it was time to go home. Then the second problem came up as we were in Nebraska on the return trip. I was driving and I noticed the gas gauge dropping way faster than it should. I told Dad something was wrong.. We stopped along side the road and he said the fuel pump was leaking. Just keep going he said. So we kept on going,, fuel dumping out on the road as we went. Stopping to fill up twice as often as we should have.. We made it home no problem.. but it was nerve racking. :=)
