Parental flashback time.
Tunakid 1, in the video above, helped me adjust the shifter rods. This is an external rod shifter, which I am just now realizing that many of you have not played with. The deal is that each shifter fork (1-2, 3-4, and R) has its own lever. Each lever is actuated by a corresponding gate/lever at the shifter. They are connected with rods. They can over and under travel if improperly adjusted and the transmission can accidently be put into two gears at the same time. This is nontrivial. Unlike a Hurst Super-Competition shifter, there is no "stick a 1/4" rod in these holes" element, it's just a "Hey here are these threaded rods. Have fun!". I was under the truck with wrenches while the kiddo was in the cab with the shifter. He was careful not to chop my fingers off. We went back and forth and figured out that the reverse rod was way out of adjustment. I got it handled and he took off to go play.
Tunakid 2 showed up and it was time to address the brakes. First I was in the cab and he was spinning wheels. We found, rather easily, that the back two wheels were not really doing anything on hydraulic or emergency brakes. I took the wheels and drums off and showed him how they worked. We had a good time (Mechanics like to name things really creatively. You see how this looks like a drum? They call that a drum brake. See how this one looks like a disc? You'll never guess what they call it) and eventually switched places after fixing the adjusters. He hit the brakes, I adjusted and reinstalled. Repeat. Now both brake systems work well.
I had a flashback. TunaDad was absent for a lot of my early adolescence. There was actually a restraining order against him taken out by TunaMom, with Tunasister and I named. We didn't see the guy for a couple years. It was probably better that way, even though it was really rough. When we finally got the legal permissions to have overnight visits, the three of us were all packed in a one bedroom basement apartment. For the first few visits, we actually shared the same bed. I was perhaps 12 and Tunasister was probably 10 or so.
So the flashback. Tunasister and I had fallen asleep (on our own ancient cots in the living room at this stage) and it was late. I didn't know how late. No clocks in the room, just a "furniture grade" TV set, old green couch/loveseat, and a tunnel ram. I know it was dark and I was very groggy. I awoke to something like "Hey Tuna, get up and meet me in the parking lot. I need a hand." TunaDad was a Mac dealer at this point, and parked the big truck in the parking lot behind the apartment building. It was Saturday (or Sunday morning) and he wasn't racing the next day, so there really wasn't any urgency that I could think of. Anyway I got there and he's in the front under the hood banging around and yelling at inanimate things. "get in the seat at pump the gas" OK. This seems pretty simple, for you who are awake, are not twelve, and have maybe started a car before once in your life. At this point I don't think I had ever been in the drivers seat of a car. I knew which one was the gas, at least, so I pumped it, which probably meant "ON/OFF/ON/OFF" at the time. I was yelled at for doing it wrong. I tried again, was yelled at again, then sent back to bed. To this day I have no clue what he was fixing, why, or why pumping the gas was needed. It was just a carb 454, so he could have just done it himself I think.
Anyway in the video I told Tunakid 1 to pump the gas. You could see the smile he tried to hold back, in typical teenage style. In that instant I had this flashback. I really hope that my kids have awesome memories to tell the GRM forum of the future someday about helping their Dad. Especially the part where he never yelled at them for doing it wrong.
Tunakid 2 pulled the rear tire off himself, remember he's 11. It bounced and hit the bed a bit. He apologized a few times. All I could say "Hey bud it's okay. No harm. I get it, it's really heavy."
So I guess I'm asking if there are good wheels I can get inexpensively for the truck that are a big bigger diameter and a bit lighter. They are 5x5 pattern.
Thanks