That moment my '67 Mustang decided to fight back in my driveway

I was out in Nashville last summer, finally ready to fire up the old 289 after rebuilding the carb. Got it running for like 30 seconds before I saw a stream of coolant shooting out from under the dash. Turns out the heater core had been sitting dry for 2 years and just blew the second pressure hit it. I had to rip the whole dash apart on a 95 degree afternoon just to get at it. Ended up bypassing the heater lines with a brass coupler from the hardware store down the street. Car runs fine now but that dash is still sitting half put together in the corner. Anyone else had a project car randomly attack you like that?

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the_faith12d ago

Oh man, that's just classic. My '72 Chevelle did the exact same dance with me last fall. I had the engine bay looking like a showpiece and the first time I took it around the block, the brake master cylinder just exploded. Brake fluid everywhere, dripped down the firewall and onto my freshly painted floorboards. I was cussing up a storm for a solid hour. Had to replace the whole unit but the paint underneath is still stained and probably always will be. Looks like a crime scene under the hood now.

christopher_craig11d ago

Respectfully disagree, brake fluid stains are just character marks.