Garage Party Blues...

A garage-get-together makes people feel fine. No use to dress up in Sunday best, because a dark workshop illuminated with candle lights only, is not the right place and space. Instead garage casual. No matter whom you are and what you do to live, you can always grab a cold beer and enjoy good stories in a cool atmosphere. 

There's no need to look for conversational pieces either, since you’re imbedded and totally surrounded by amazing stuff full of downloaded dreams and sophisticated schemes.

Since Salt Slush like to host parties, where you can talk load, eat good food and drink cold beer, smoke inside and get exhaust fumes to the dessert, we're now in disperse. 

Because Corona killed it all. 

But when a vaccine is ready, we'll be ready too. We'll start up an Ardun Engine for dessert. We'll have the fridge full of Pabst and we'll fire up the range cooker and we"ll have a ball again. Until this is possible from a pandemic point of view, we're looking at some of the few existing pictures from past Salt Slush Garage Parties and hope to get back to 2019 and before soon...

Let's recap and think about how it was before The Pandemic...

 

 During one of our wilder parties we started up a 27L Merlin as avec. 

What a show, what a blast!

 

 In 2018, there were no social distance.

  

Magnus and his band were playing load back on Ringön back in 2014.

It's important to not have all parties in same shop. Therefore we spent new year eve 2016-2017 in Kalle's garage. 

Confirmed: The hat makes the man (and woman).

Long before the pandemic, back in 2014. To a period in time when we just started to build our Land Speed Racer and knew very little about what was coming. 3 year later we actually ran our first race at El Mirage.

 

Spring 2020, small dinner outside our Speed Shop. Social distance and no party. 

Well, no real party.

 

But one of these days, the pandemic will be over and we'll arrrange a garage party to remember. We'll party as if it way 2019 again and we'll book ticket to US the day after and we'll race as if there were no tomorrow!

Report out from end of the rainbow...

The end of the rainbow. Atlantis. 

We all know that these places and spaces can be wet but nice. But at the same time we've learned that there's no use looking for these spots. Because in some peoples narrow mind these places are magical, irrational and doesn't even exist.  

But one day there was a sign. A sign saying;

-Go to Hjo (in Sweden). 

-Go there in the autumn. 

-Go there and you'll find what you've been seeking.

All good thing are 3 so off we went.

At this point, we didn't want to act rational because we were on a magic journey and at occations like this, Excel sheets doesn't help out and could eventually be couterproductive.

Hence we revved up two Square Body pick-up trucks and headed straight towards the eye of the storm. In essence, when looking for magic, you've got to do what you've got to do.

Rain was pooring down heavily. Noak came to mind. Suddenly there was a sign. A rainbow but no parade.

When we arriving others have already gathered. 

We felt that we were in the right spot. 

Where magic happens.

 

End of Rainbow reached. Forgotten treasure found. A Gasser from the sixties that over time lost its heart and power but now has got a transplant and were revitalized...

...with a 489 Big Block Chevy and a 10-71 (!) GMC Supercharger. All the right Gasser Stuff plus a new front end and a new front frame. 

 

This beast got some serious power (1200hp) and was shaking the ground literary. For real. Old racers moved fingers to their ears. 

Gravel and autumn leaves found the way to the soup served. 

A soft beg for mercy was heard. 

Nobody complained about engine response. Nobody.

 

For those with a 10-71 equipped big block race car, this is a reasonable daily drive. We're here talking about a GMC 4-71 Supercharger and a small block chevy and modest 550hp. 

Again reasonable ride at the spot where we were.

There were other cars too. Like this Roadster with a body made by Erik Hansson.

 

As well a really old (one of the first?) Magnuson Superchagers installation was on display .  Works just fine according to the owner, but obviously Magnuson has made a giant leap forward in technology since those days.  

 After looking at all these treasures we had to go back to Gothenburg. The skies were still gloomy, but after a while, when we looked in the mirror we could see the rainbow again. Still indicating where to look for amazing stuff.

Thanks to Lennart with friends at Bobbin Garage!

How an Amazon and a Cowboy came to a too tight spot.

Some say they come in pairs. Some say they're loners. Some state that it's faith or a coincidence. I'm talking about the contagious car search that eventually connects cars and people while changing roomy places in to tight spaces.

What happened lately in the Salt Slush workshop is likely to happen over and over again. We're there are car guys there will always be dreams related to new projects.

Suddenly all tabs exposed on the workshop laptop were full of desires and I'm not talking about obvious desires related to breeding and lust. Nope. The wishes exposed were more profound and gave a hint about what was about to happen. Sooner or later. Or rather, sooner than later...

Suddenly, a Blueberry from the US of A arrives to a cloudy Ringön after years in the Californian sun.

I guess there's no use arguing about low mileage with these badges in the front?

Petter, The Professor, got going at once. Brakes, idle quality and electrical system needs attention before approaching Swedish registration and approval.

Wouldn't a S200SX-E turbo cheer this baby up?

Meanwhile, Magnus had investigated the global F100 market thoroughly...and he know them all. From Campers in Colorado to Californian Crew Cabs and he had found a favorite. In Sunne, Sweden. 

So off we went. On a road trip with a purpose. 

Final destination: Sunne. 

What did we find out there in the wilderness?  

A bad side of a tough looking Ford.

Rust, charm and potential. Great potential.  

In less than an hour's time, Magnus signed the line....and he got a Ford, that will eat up road. So that's what Magnus did and flipped up the cash that sealed the deal and made two people happy that Sunday in Sunne.

We tooled our way home in great comfort.

Former owner were worried about the tires. We were not...we were too busy being worried about all other stuff therefore got a bit surprised when rear right went flat in Kungälv. 

Pictured: Magnus and Anders thunderstucked.   

The tight spot. Our roomy workshop is now crowded. But that's how it goes. Nature hate emptiness and cars that has been left out for some time needs attention.