15 Sep 2021
This is my lovely 1960 Rambler American Super station wagon. It suffered from worn-out everything, but had been well cared for over its life. Seats and carpet were redone long ago, then worn out again... 61 years is a long time.
Futuristic car of the past, by way of Moebius and psychedelia. It is shockingly quiet on the highway, 60 mph with the windows down. Fast, it is not, but I knew that.
The driveline is all Rambler, with technological fixes and upgrades that will hopefully make it reliable for my purposes in 2021 Los Angeles (two years after THE BLADERUNNER's setting). The engine is a 1965 195.6 OHV, the last year of this engine, with some one-year California engineering changes, full-flow oil filtration, "timed" top-end oil. The core was a low-mileage engine, nicely rebuilt by Cruz Auto Parts here in Los Angeles.
The engine has a number of durability modifications that I've worked out over the last decade in mainly my roadster. That experimentation led to the simplified mods in this engine and which will be documented shortly in the 195.6 OHV engine page.
The transmission is a Borg Warner M35 from 1962, that was in the car when I got it, rebuilt by TransMatic in El Monte CA. The rear axle is apparently original, standard 3.31 axle, gone through by me, with novelty-oversized tires, Toyo 215/75-15's, nearly 28 inches tall, chosen to allow continuous 60 MPH highway cruise speeds at reasonable RPM, which required a number of engine durability modifications. (In truly stock condition, modern highway cruise speeds would stress the engine; the Interstate highway system did not exist when this car was designed.)
Brakes are stock -- 9 x 2 drums all around -- with the single-circuit master cylinder, for now at least. All new lines, and self-adjusters installed on all four. Wiring is stock; some chopped-out wires replaced, a small fuse block for accessories added. LED lighting (with some odd fixes where filaments were used as logic elements).
The interior is my own.
This car was bought new in Santa Barbara CA and spent it's entire life there, until I bought it in 2021. It was delivered in 1960 with the venerable (hateable) flathead engine, which was replaced in 1989 with a 1962 OHV and M35 transmission, and whoever did it did very good work. They found and installed a now-very-rare one year only 1960 OHV heater box (made of fiberglas). unavailable part. It was well cared for it's entire life, but accumulated wear eventually caught up with it, and it was parked and well-stored by the previous owner.
A little maintenance goes a long way, and long term maintenance means a car like this still exists in viable condition after 61 years. Thanks to Diane and Daniel for the care, it shows.
It is a boon to have this original dealer delivery sheet. Originally a flathead (OHV was an extra-cost option), the engine was replaced with a used 1962 OHV which was rebuilt (.010 over bearings, standard bore) in 1989 (from receipts). The front fender brace was chopped out in the usual way, but a factory bolt-in brace from a 1960 OHV car was installed, holes drilled in the chopped-out stubs of the cut brace. (1960 (only) factory OHV cars had a removable brace; all other years had it welded in.)
These were not inexpensive cars. A 1960 Chevy Impala Sports coupe was $2600. My 1968 American was $1865.00. `
I'm slowly restructuring the photos and record of the work done, section by section. For now it's mostly unannotated photos, in a chaotic before/after way. This will change as I get to it, and will unfold probably winter 2021.
More or less the present. On the road about a week at this time, engine not fully broken in.
Before any real work began I took forensic photos to document where things go, and preserve the wear soon to be banished. Though it's been 60 years and you never know what's been modified or replaced, this is largely how the car was assembled when new.
Work in progress. These photos will probably not become much more organized, though some unique, problematic, or interesting areas will get breakouts, such as the complicated horn ring, or the always-in-ruins gas tank filler neck.