Driving a bone-stock 1936 Ford 5 window coupe gives you a greater appreciation for what our fathers and mothers had to deal with back in the 30's and 40's. With tires as wide as band-aids and a ride height equivalent to today's SUV's, they left much to the imagination for performance and handling. I guess back then though, performance and handling were the least of their concerns. Our parents just wanted to be able to make it around safely and with some relative comfort to their destination. My, how times have changed!

I have been frequently and jokingly jabbed about how I change street rods with the frequency of an old cowboy's underwear. Every year or two, I sell what I have been driving and search for my definition of the 'next best ride'. Actually, I had the ultimate ride a year or so ago but like a fool, I sold it. To make matters worse, I sold it to some knucklehead in Illinois who couldn't appreciate what he scored. But that's another story for another time….

To give you a quick run-down on what I have owned over the past 8 years or so, here goes:

The one redeeming current quality of this car though is the after-market Smitty's and dual exhaust. Ooh, I just love the crackle those mufflers make after running in second gear and then letting off of the gas pedal. Its one of those sounds that car-guys just love!

Over the next few months, the plan is to transform this Bone Stocker into Kookie's Killer Koupe (as coined by the one and only Jeff Norwell). The overall objective is to leave it looking as it is on the exterior but update the suspension and drive train to a more driveable and modern standard. Some may agree with this and others may take offense that I am transforming a perfectly good original into a hot rod. My Dad thinks its cool (kool?) and he is 85 years old and drove these babies when they were new. The rest? Well, it just doesn't matter.