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Chuck Most

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  • Birthday 04/08/1982

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    Central Michigan Wilderness
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  1. I had an idea what I wanted the finished model to look like, then worked all of that in. It looks worse in person. I tried a rusty road-salt effect with thinned gray paint that didn't quite work out how I wanted. The model took about a weeks' worth of evenings off work, and the story probably only took about three times as long to write as it does to read.
  2. Arctic Cat El Tigre

    Nice! I do hope they'll sell the sheet for it. I believe the graphic scheme changed little (if at all) between '77 and '79.
  3. They're in more or less a straight line across the state. I loosely based the story on a couple of brothers who owned car dealerships across the state of MI- they had one as far west as Muskegon and one all the way out in Bay City. It was a good three hour trip between the two widest spread locations, which was why the further-flung dealers were sold off over the years.
  4. Ever wonder what Scary Jerry's daily driver is? No? Think it's something wacky and over the top? Well, prepare to be sorely disappointed! In the late fall of 1992, Jerry's formerly trusty old beater met it's end. After being sideswiped by an out-of-control Olds Custom Cruiser during a heavy rain storm, Jerry's '72 F-250 had slid off the road and into a ditch, which had demolished the front end, severed the drag link, and slammed the radiator into the fan. Other than some bruising on his palms where he'd braced himself against the steering wheel (which had bent during the crash), Jerry was fine. The elderly woman in the Olds was fine despite spinning out into the ditch on the opposite side of the road. His truck, on the other hand, didn't fare so well. The old Ford ran but was no longer driveable and in all honesty wasn't worth repairing. Jerry had always wanted a Ranger, as he had several friends, relatives, and co-workers who owned and loved them, and there was an all new Ranger for 1993, so Jerry figured now was the time to purchase his first new vehicle, and all signs were pointing to the new Ranger. One afternoon after work, Jerry walked in to G.R. Wilson Ford-Lincoln-Mercury and went to the desk of Ed Luchenbill. Though Ed was an imposing giant of a man, who bore a more-than-passing resemblance to Refrigerator Perry, he was quite soft spoken and very knowledgeable about the new Ranger, telling Jerry he was thinking of getting one himself. Jerry rattled off a list of what he wanted, and it sounded to Ed like what Jerry wanted was an XLT, seeing as how Jerry seemed keen to have something "way nicer than an Orkin truck". Upon reviewing literature showing the various features and options, Jerry agreed, and asked "You happen to have one with the 4.0 and five-speed in stock?" Ed replied with "Yes... but it is silver." Jerry had said that was one of the colors he'd have liked to avoid. But, a quick spin around town with Ed and Jerry told him he'd have bought the nasty metallic purple one with the four cylinder on the lot next too it, as he was so impressed with the new Ranger. That impression never really wore off, as Jerry drove the wheels off the little silver pick-em-up for years. In the late summer of 1996, when Jerry was promoted to third-shift supervisor at his job and a mere three months after making the last payment, he hit a deer on the highway about two miles from work. Though the Ranger was physically unscathed, the bumper had taken a pounding. The deer, naturally, had gotten up and trotted off into the twilight. That weekend Jerry went to the local junkyard to find a replacement, and the owner told him he had a brand-new chromed XLT bumper, minus the rub strip, for a mere 45 bucks. Jerry took it. He also grabbed an air dam from a Ranger in the yard. On the way back home, he also picked up a cheap set of fog lights... thinking perhaps they'd either help scare off any oncoming deer, or at least enable him to see them better and avoid them. Jerry had always planned to add the rub strip, but never got around to it. The old Ranger plugged along without incident until 1999, when, again, it had to quench it's thirst for deer blood, on the way home from work this time. The replacement bumper and air dam were okay, and so was the splash apron, but the grille had been demolished and the hood was crumpled badly enough that Jerry had to physically remove the latch to open it. Though undamaged, the passenger's side fender had been pushed back just far enough to jam the door on that side. Once more to the Junkyard, where there was a black '93 Ranger Splash that had met it's end after a hard rear-ender. He just loosened the bolts on the original right fender and pulled it forward so his passenger door could open again. Jerry had planned to paint the grille and hood (or maybe just the hood) to match the truck, but never got around to it. By 2001, Jerry had gone back to first shift, and at the end of the day he and some of his crew would often sit on the tailgate, having a smoke and gabbing about the day's events and plans for the evening. One day, as Jerry and two rather burly co-workers popped a squat on the Ranger's 'gate, there was a sharp "twang" sound as the rusted tailgate cables snapped and the tailgate slammed down onto the bumper. The three men had a good laugh, and Jerry went home with his tailgate down, as the impact had crunched the skin, ripped a hinge, and bent it just enough to where it would not latch properly. Minor blessing, the bumper escaped injury aside from a scuff on the plastic trim. Another junkyard trip, and the owner had a '93-'97 tail gate in Toreador Red on the shelf. Jerry had always had a mind to repaint the tailgate to match the truck, but opted to get a sprayed-in bedliner instead, as a local shop had just started providing the service and the deal was too good to pass up. A year later... the mismatched panels remained, but a brand-new Pioneer CD head unit had replaced the factory AM/FM/Cassette unit shortly after it had chewed up Jerry's treasured tape of Anthrax's "Persistence Of Time" album. The years wore on, and the Ranger wore out. Jerry followed the suggested maintenance schedule to the letter, and when he noticed something amiss, he fixed it or had it fixed as soon as possible. As the miles piled on, the Ranger had gone through countless front pads and rotors, one set of shoes and drums, two clutches, both radius arm brackets, rear leaf spring hangers and shackles (all casualties to rust despite a Ziebart treatment when new and periodic undercoating in the years since), and numerous normal wear-and-tear items. The driver's seat was in bad shape, both from ordinary wear and from Jerry's often horrendous farts. A fresher seat with reddish upholstery from a junkyard Ranger was swapped in. The old Ziebart treatment was beginning to wear off as well, as by this time a few spots of rust were visible at the cab corners. Jerry was often complemented on how rust free his Ranger was for a Michigan beater, but even an eternal optimist like Jerry knew it was bound to happen sooner or later. On his way back from interviewing for a new job at a metalworking shop in 2006, the spare tire carrier had broken loose due to rust. Jerry got the job, but the carrier never got replaced, and the spare took up permanent residence sliding around in the bed. Now, here we are in 2019. For just over a quarter of a century and nearly 375,000 miles, the Ranger has served Jerry faithfully through two "real" jobs as well as his various little escapades on his own. He's driven it to the theater to see every Jurassic Park movie since the beginning. Unfortunately, he also drove it to the theater to see all three Star Wars prequels. Not every trip is a success, after all. It transported parts and materials to create the Mobile Pork Incinerator and several of Jerry's other whacked creations. The Ranger is now older than the F-250 was when it was totaled, and has done nearly three times as many miles. But things aren't looking as bright these days. The cab corner and rocker rust turns out to be a bit more serious than Jerry had thought- one day after driving in a thunderstorm, Jerry noticed the carpet was getting wet. The floors are just about gone. That shocking development also solved the mystery what was causing the cab to sag and the random machine-gun click of the fan blades hitting the shroud. Jerry first suspected the cab and core support bushings had collapsed, and he was right- and those are fairly easily replaced- but the cab mounts themselves don't look so hot. The scary part is that he had it up on a hoist the previous spring and the floor looked scaly but solid then... And there's that plume of blue smoke that turns white upon startup, and persists for about five minutes of driving, despite no oil-fouled plugs or evidence of coolant getting into the cylinders. Jerry's not sure if it's just in his head, but he swears there's an ever-so-slight knock coming from somewhere under the hood, barely audible past the noise from the leaky gaskets on the cracked exhaust manifolds and the squealing alternator... But as of now, the Ranger endures, just like Jerry. So does the sprayed-in bedliner Jerry had done all those years ago, more or less on a lark. And salesman Ed Luchenbill? So does he. In fact, he's about to celebrate his 29th year as a sales rep at G.R. Wilson Ford-Lincoln. Ed ultimately didn't get a new Ranger the year Jerry did, but he's already ordered his 2019 version. Will Jerry do likewise? Who knows...
  5. For many years, the three Sullivan brothers owned a quartet of service stations across Pennsylvania. Their flagship Harrisburg location's claim to fame was it's 24 hour service bays- overnight mechanics were on duty seven days a week and some holidays to help get motorists stranded during the night back on the road, or to accommodate people who were stuck at work during normal shop hours. The other three locations weren't quite as epic, but still got the job done. The vehicles used by those facilities could be described the same way. This '53 F100 was used by the Kecksburg Esso station. It had been purchased new, but by the mid '60's it had developed a character all it's own. The engine had been hopped up with Offy heads and a dual carb intake, for extra power to deal with those Pennsylvania hills. Towing mirrors, spot lights, cab lights, and a shop fabricated snow plow and headache rack had been added, along with a fabricated rear bumper and hitch. One by one the original hubcaps had fallen off, and had been replaced by '62 Mercury and Lincoln full wheel covers on the front and rear, respectively. Though tattered and road weary, the old Ford always got the job done, whether it was running parts for a customer vehicle or going out to help a motorist stranded with a flat or an empty tank. On the evening of December 9, 1965, Larry Sullivan had responded to an old lady who had a flat tire and en route to where the woman's Buick sat alongside the road, he became one of several eyewitnesses to a glowing, bell-shaped object crashing into a wooded area. Later that evening, Larry had taken the F100 back out to get a better look at the crash site, but was politely (but firmly) told to leave by two young men in military uniforms. The Sullivan Kecksburg Esso closed in 1971, and the '53 ended up parked behind the Harrisburg location for a fairly long period of time. At some point the snow plow disappeared, and the tool boxes and tools were dispersed into the service department. It was then towed to the Sullivan's station in Exeter, where the mechanics had planned to restore it during slow time at work. But there never seemed to be enough time at the busy Exeter location, and the truck sat some more, until the Exeter location closed in 1979. It languished at a Sullivan family member's farm for several more years, until another relative in Michigan picked it up as a project. It's still a project, even though for the first time in ages, the old Ford is running and road worthy once more. Now.... the model itself. It was an incomplete mid '90's issue of the AMT F100. I had the Esso graphics laying around forever. Same goes for the Mercury and Lincoln wheel covers, the '49 Merc Offy heads, and the Replicas and Miniatures two-carb intake. There were no Esso stations in Michigan, but there were (still might be?) several in Pennsylvania, and the 1994 version of this kit included Pennsylvania plates, so I went that route. This truck was based out of Kecksburg, just so I could incorporate the UFO story into it's history. This was mostly just a fun "throw it together" kind of project.
  6. 1962 Lincoln Continental Custom

    That sounds about right That's the custom air cleaner from the '65 Continental.
  7. 3rd Generation Infiniti Q45

    I love it! I've built the first-gen Q in a quasi bosozoku style, and I have two others I haven't touched yet. Might need to try something like this with one of them.
  8. 1962 Lincoln Continental Custom

    It's the charcoal color from the Testors One Coat line... I don't recall the actual name and I'm too lazy to look. I did use Tamiya Gunmetal to touch it up in a few areas though. It's a pretty close match.
  9. 1962 Lincoln Continental Custom

    A while back I picked up a nasty old built up '62 Continental convertible. Since many of the stock parts were missing I opted to rebuild it as a period custom. The engine is from a '65, an F-100 Wild Kat grille was modified to fit, and I used the triple-stripe tires and wire wheels from the recent '65 Riv reissue. The first two pics show how it looked when I got it, and the others depict it now.
  10. This is an old custom that was recently unearthed and is being driven and slowly restored. I chopped the windshield, lowered it, and fitted some US Royal Masers from an old Revell parts pack. The stock V12 remains but it's been fitted with a "slingshot" adaptor to fit two Stromberg carbs.
  11. Love the detail on the tracks! That guy must take recovering vintage auto parts very seriously if he's going out in weather where skis and tracks are requirements to make the journey. 😂
  12. About eight to twelve years ago, I got an old "Sisco Sizzler" issue of the AMT '53 F100. I swapped in the dropped front axle from a Revell '56, and the wheels, tires, and rear axle from a '60 Starliner. And there the project sat until a few weeks back, when I cobbled together a Lincoln 462 from spares and slid it into the chassis. I went "barn find" style with the body, added some '65 Mustang tail lights, and made the little C-shaped deluxe trim pieces for the hood emblems.
  13. Scary Jerry's Sightseer II

    First, a recap on the backstory.... Continuing from there.... After a few months of running the sightseeing tour, Jerry found himself with a problem. Business was a little too good, and the five-passenger capacity of The Sightseer just wasn't cutting it. Adding full bench seats to the second and third row would only bring the car up to seven passengers and hardly seemed worth the effort. There were a number of 15 passenger vans for sale in the area, but Jerry felt a van lacked the kind of pizzaz his operation needed. Then, surfing the web one evening, he stumbled across another '65 Lincoln Continental. Originally built as a convertible limo, the car had been a near clone of The Sightseer at one point. At some time during the '80's the limo had been converted into a tandem axle, and a hot tub had been installed in the rear deck. Even though the car was in Indiana, Jerry went to have a look at it. The owner had a ton of documentation and photos of the car- at one point it had been painted hot pink, and served a casino with gold plated bull horns over the grille and a rather questionable custom grille treatment. The present owner had repainted it in it's original charcoal hue and reinstalled the original grille, but had opted to leave the later tandem axle conversion because he'd grown fond of the look, and it would have been too much work to convert it back to a single axle. He had made a tonneau cover to enclose the area where the hot tub had been, and there the project had stalled. A few hours and a couple grand lighter in the wallet later, Jerry had the tandem limo in his shop ready for surgery. It turned out being the easiest conversion Jerry had done to date. The car actually ran and drove perfectly when he bought it, after all! Jerry fashioned a passenger platform to fit over the former hot tub location. Fashioned from steel and padding purchased from a company that makes those super-comfy fiberglass fast food benches, it was sprayed in glossy black paint and bolted onto the car using a Jerry-engineered system of brackets and supports. A local vinyl shop printed out some signs for the side. Jerry had toyed with the idea of painting it to match Sightseer 1, but even though the older paint job was far from perfect, he liked the color (even if it was a bit somber for his tastes) and the nice appearance of the car, Jerry felt, elevated his business and gave it just a bit more credibility. At full capacity, Sightseer II could seat up to 17 in it's original seats and the seating platform Jerry had fashioned. Sightseer I was relegated to "overflow" duty at first, then after Jerry had hired a couple of other drivers, two tours would go concurrently, as Sightseer I would begin on one side of the county and II would start on the other, and each limo would meet up at Jerry's house for the customary BBQ dinner at the end of the tour.
  14. 2020 Family Truckster !

    That was the first thing I thought- "Let's do an updated version of the base '04-'05 base halogen grille and slap it on this thing." I didn't know the first gen Colorado was "retro" enough to be a design influence. Don't worry guys, with a design this ugly... they'll sell a bunch of them. Pickups have to be in your face to sell these days, it seems. We're living in strange times when the Ram is the tamest looking pickup design...
  15. '65 GTO Glue Bomb Rescue

    I like it! Sorry if I missed it in the text, but the bumpers... are they weathered intentionally, or has some of the chrome worn off to expose that classy late '80's tan AMT plastic? Because either way I like the "used" look it gives to the old Goat.