Living in Biloxi, Mississippi, I spent my free time fixing up a 1963 Ford F100, a project I took on in honor of my father. It wasn’t anything fancy—just me, some tools, and a lot of trial and error in the garage. By the time Cruisin’ the Coast rolled around, the truck was finally running, with a fresh coat of paint and a rumble I knew Dad would have appreciated. Driving it along the beach with classic cars all around, I couldn’t help but smile, knowing this was exactly the kind of thing he would’ve loved. 393w, forged internals.