I guess I'd like to catch everyone up with what I've been up to before joining. This will be a bit image heavy at first.(It was until I found can only link three pictures each post) I started my love of jeeps very young when I saw my first Willys in the Safeway parking lot in my hometown, it was magical to say the least.
Having grown up on a farm in was afforded certain luxuries. I learned to drive when I was nine, but I had been riding three wheelers a year or two already at that point, by eleven I was driving on the road, but only from the house to the back orchard and once or twice to the neighbors down the road. The important part about growing up on a farm is I had a job that paid every summer. Which led me to buy my first Willys at the age of twelve.
750 dollars for a rusted out 1953 CJ3A.The engine was in pieces, but I bought it anyway thinking as long as I had all the pieces I could put it back together just like Lego. The previous owner already went through the axles, transmission, and transfer case so it should make the process easier. At the time the camera available to me was not the greatest and these are the only surviving pictures from several computer migrations and failed hard drives.
and the non panorama album
http://imgur.com/a/k1XeLSince the engine was so dirty I took it down to the local machine shop to have it cleaned up only to find that both the block and head were cracked and I learned at that point cast iron can't be welded, at least not in my price range. This is when the sad music starts. Well it just wasn't meant to be. I didn't sell it right away because it's always nice to have extra parts. So I began my search again.�
One of my uncles bought a 2A and I was so envious, he ended up buying half my jeep for access to parts only to find out the parts he wanted weren't interchangeable between a 2A and 3A, all he wanted was some parts off the front axle.