My Father Son ’66 Ford

It all started when I was little.  I always wanted an old rusty truck and I kept begging my dad for one.  Eventually, he saved up and got me my 1966 Ford F100 when I was in the 5th grade.  I was so happy because I was one of the only ones in my class to say that I had not only a truck, but an old rusty one.  I was always so proud of it, and I still am at 16 years old.  But now it’s very diffucult to try and work on now that I need to put my new motor and trans in.  So hopefully this will make a good project series that everyone likes.