Most of us have heard the saying “A street rodder carries polish and a cell phone, while a hot rodder carries tools.” I’m not sure that’s entirely accurate, as not only do I carry two cell phones at all times (don’t ask …) but I’ve even been known to carry a bottle of Mother’s Instant Detailer in my one painted car. However, I never go anywhere, and especially on a road trip, without my trusty tool bag.
I’ve swapped out steering linkages in a parking lot in the middle of New Mexico, taken a hacksaw to bracketry on the Flathead in my A roadster to ft a different alternator after mine took a dump in France, helped with major wheel bearing surgery on a friend’s ’32 somewhere in Belgium, and…