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Cool, thanks for the video, I had always pictured a big black Lincoln Continental with a great big V8 and suicide doors. Now I know the real story! Awesome!A follow up to the hot rod lincoln song I put up.
I once cooked the cylinder heads on my '73 Buick Luxus on the way to my lil sister's wedding rehearsal dinner after my radiator took a stone to it and lost the coolant...the replacement engine was a 1970 455 cubic inch Stage one I found in a '79 Pontiac and bought for $50...after the install,I could not get it to idle smoothly...more research revealed the problem...if you could call it that...that car helped me to get friendly with a tire shop afterwardsDrove up to a restaurant where I was meeting my family for dinner tonight, and as soon as I killed the engine, I heard the loud hiss of escaping steam! Under the hood, there was antifreeze everywhere; on both sides of radiator, engine block, upper and lower hoses, and in the vicinity of water pump (!!!!). Let it cool, while I had a meal. After dinner, filled the radiator from a jug I keep in the car, and started the engine. Was very relieved to see a small hole in the very easily changed upper hose, where it had been bearing lightly against the fan, which had eaten a hole in it. Whew. Bullet dodged.