Last night I filled up my plug holes with ATF to try to get the engine unstuck and then began the clean-out of the interior.

The floormat and pad got ripped out. I took the shop vac to everything I could reach without removing the seat and the truck smells much better now without its cargo of mouse turds. Along with the turds I found at least seven dried out mice under the seat and in the cab corners.

You older guys must get your grandkids to clean out the cab corners for you when they won't stopping bugging you while you're working on your bolt. That is a pretty gross job and small hands would be an asset. wink


Dallas Huybregts
Sherwood Park, Alberta

1951 Chevrolet 1300

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