That's exactly what's on my mind. I learned to drive and to four wheel in this truck.
While I was setting my timing I was thinking about how I felt as a kid hearing my dad talk about his 57 chevy that he bought new in 1957. He raced it and ran it like a dog. I so bad wished I could have seen it, drove in it, etc, and still have a spot for a 57 because of him owning one. When I was my sons age, it'd be 24 years since my dad had his 57. Now it's been 22 years since my dad gave me the 82. Just to have it again is special, much less getting to fix it (not to mention all the stuff available for these trucks now) and wheel with him and teach him to drive in it.
