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When you build a car with The Rolling Bones it's expected that you be at Bonneville.

Cause that's what these cars are all about, driving

them across country and bringing them onto the salt.

It's just kind of a given, you build one of the cars and you just come to Bonneville.

I've seen them in all of the books and magazines,

but I first saw them here at Bonneville in 2007.

I was here with a car built by So-Cal Speed Shop

trying to beat the C gas coupe record, at 225.9,

and, when we were here we saw the cars and had a quick

chat with them and a seed was planted in my head.

Cause to me the car that you have to drive at Bonneville is a '32 Ford.

To me, The Bones' roadsters epitomized what a '32 roadster is all about.

They had the attitude, the look. They're hot rods, but they also

look like vintage race cars. They captured the essence of the salt.

My buddy Denis Varney, about four or five years ago said

'Hey, I met these guys from The Rolling Bones,

they've got some cool cars at Bonneville.'

He said 'I'm going to a garage party in February.'

You know I'm from California, you get off the plane in

New York in February at midnight and it's 18 degrees

We go to this very fancy garage party where we had

Bud and pizza, and the coolest cars in the world.

I felt like I just stepped into a time warp.

A guy came up to me and asked 'where's the shop with

all of the equipment that they build these things with?'

I said 'what you see is what you get.' Last year the back

of the shop was all rock, they didn't cement it in yet.

I met The Rolling Bones through Dennis Varney, I saw his car and I liked it.

I met them at The L.A. Roadster Show back in 2004 when they were build Poteet's car.

I went to their garage party and it was quite a party, we partied hard.

We talked about building a car, which ended up as this car. The one I'm driving today.

To us a true hot rod emulates the soul of one.

As corny as it might sound they're living creatures,

they have a personality. They have a feeling about them.

Basically, we're trying to build cars that start the story and

allows you to finish it, since your imagination is limitless.

It allows you to make the car as fast as you want and

end up where ever you want. That's what we try to build.

We don't try to build a car that looks old and beat up.

9 out of 10 guys that are into cars will know our cars.

We've been accused of building 'cookie cutters' by someone

who obviously doesn't know what the hell he's talking about.

If a group of our cars is scattered, you'll know

our cars. Well, anyone who's into cars would.

'That's a Rolling Bones' car... and that's a Rolling

Bones's car.' They just have that look and that feel.

(Sound of power tools)

We were ready to leave for Bonneville, we arranged for all of the cars we've built

to meet us there, or go on the trip. I think

it was something like 8 or 9 cars with us.

The night before we were leaving, Jorge was driving his

car up and down the street just to get a feel for it

cause he's only driven it ten miles around the town here.

We were laving at 6 o'clock in the morning on Saturday, and Jorge's

driving his car up the street and the wheel is wobbling like crazy.

Someone just happen to see him while we were hanging

out side eating a chicken wing and having a beer.

Someone told Jorge that his left front wheel was kind of wobbling.

So we pulled him in the shop here, it's probably 8 or 9 o'clock at night now.

We pulled it inside, jacked it up and spun the wheel. We figured it had

a bent wheel so we threw on it from the back room and the same thing.

We jacked the car up, spun the wheel and the

thing's wobbling. We thought it must be a bent rim.

So we put another one on and it's the same thing.

So we investigated a little further, spun just the

brake drum and could see the brake drum wobbling.

We realized that the brand new, aftermarket drum was about .30,000th's off.

The surface the wheel mates to was .30,000th's out of being true.

Luckily one of our buddies, Ricky Rudolph, was here. He does machine work for us.

He ran the drum up to his house, faced it off and brought it back.

Now we're pushing midnight when we get it back

on the car. We sponge the wheel and it's true.

We're good to go, and Jorge is one his way to his hotel room ten miles south of here.

We got it all back together about 12/1 o'clock that night

and took off at 6 o'clock in the morning the next day.

(music starts)

Saturday morning we all meet at the coffee shop to grab a coffee and fuel up.

I believe there were only two brand new builds on that trip.

Jorge Zaragoza's which is a '32 three window with a blown Flathead.

Jorge shows up late and says 'I had to get a

jump start this morning., my car wouldn't start.'

We checked it out and determined that the battery wasn't charging.

It's a new car, so we had a few problem like the alternator burned out.

Brand new Power Gen decided not to generate anymore and he started going dead.

We weren't too worried about it. We could get a new

one at Speedway which was only a couple of days away.

The car's ignition runs off of a magneto,

so we weren't too worry about battery power.

- I'm just the life support car. Jorge's alternator is the one that went.

Figured we'd just keep switching the batteries out of

Ken's coupe. Swap the batteries and let Ken recharge it.

It was fun in a way. I kept telling Ken 'it's time you give this hot rod

a transfusion of energy, cause it's not going to move anymore.' (laughs)

So, we had a little bit of a problem with that, but it wasn't a big deal.

Probably every other gas stop we'd have to change batteries.

It was also rubbing on one of the hood louvers.

We addressed that later on down the road when we got the new generator.

Other than that, this car has worked pretty darn good.

(music starts)

We changed batteries overtime we had to stop for gasoline.

We just put a new battery into it from Ken's car.

(clutch popping, engine starting)

Typically when we build a car the owner will fly in a day or two before

drive it around the block a few time, then take

it on a 3 or 4 thousand mile trip back home.

I flew to New York on Tuesday night, prior to us leaving on Saturday.

And, they just took the car off of jack stands.

As Dennis Varney says 'this is hot rod boot camp.'

But, when you build a car like this you're going to have problems.

But, the car was just stunning, it was just right. There's a

saying 'you can teach a lot of things, but you can't teach cool'.

Either you have it, or you don't have it... and, they've definitely got it.

Sometimes things break, it's a brand new car.

We put a few miles on it. But the roads today with potholes and construction.

We were almost in Perrysberg (OH) when Dick

stopped. He said he heard a clunk or something

and we noticed that a tension spring for the friction

shock had fallen off the car, so we looked around for it.

So, we took the spring, bolt, and arm off of the

Poteet '55' car, which was in the trailer at the time.

The tensioner and the friction discs were gone, so we borrowed

the parts from the Poteet car cause they're interchangeable.

We didn't have any friction discs, so we looked in the tool box

and found a couple of cut off wheels and got him back on the road.

- Pass me that tea.. I'm still sleeping.

- This is what keeps him going... hot tea.

The first day is like 600 miles, and the second day is another 600.

(music starts)

Jim built the engine for Dick DeLuna's car.

So, Dick kept Jim kind of close cause he was a bit nervous about driving the car.

We always joke to the guys who leave from New York with a brand new car,

we say 'we'll have it finished by the time we get to Nebraska or Wyoming.'

Jim stayed close to Dick and Dick thought his car was running a little rich

so, he had Jim re-jet the carbs. Probably something to do with the altitude change.

Jim jetting it up, and cleaned things up a bit and he was good to go.

On that second day we end up in Altoona, IA.

There's usually 30 to 40 hot rods there waiting for

us. The grills come out, and the beers come out,

and guys are coming in and out. It's like an old time cruise in.

At that point everybody's car was working, except for Jorge not charging.

We woke up on Monday morning, heading out to

North Platte, NE and Dick had a flat tire.

Seems like we get three or four flat tires along the way.

We run these 'old style' new tires and I'm not sure

they're meant to do the kind of driving we do with them.

Driving cross country, cursing at 75, 80, 85 miles an hour.

It's hot and they seem to give out. But, we're always

prepared. We have spare tires and tools and jacks.

So, we just swap tires until we can get them fixed along the way.

Breaking downs have never been a terrible problem.

Sometimes they're kind of fun to talk about afterwards.

Even though they might be a pain in the neck

while they're happening, but they happen.

- Basically, you go from the center out.

On the third day we head to Marquette, NE.

One of our guys stopped at Speedway and picked up a new Power Gen.

The rest of the group went onto Dennis Saum's shop

Our tradition is to go to Marquette Nebraska to

Mayor Dennis' house. He's the mayor of the town.

He puts on a world class bar-be-que with all kinds of good stuff for us.

Dennis is a an old time hot rodder. He's got this shop

that in an old Ford Dealership from 1914... I believe.

Usually there's 30 to 40 people there, it's a good place if we have a problem.

He's got a garage with a fully equipped shop. Along with

another shop in his back yard which belongs to his buddy,

that we utilized. Again, on Jorge's car.

The new Power Gen showed up, so we changed that.

We took the hood side off and pounded a little bubble

into it for clearance and stuck it back on the car.

The belt must have been too long. When you adjusted the Gen

it was too fat out and the fins were clicking on the hood.

So, we took the hood side off and hammered a clearance bubble into it.

(music starts)

We stuck it back on the car and went from there to North Platte that night.

(engine starting)

When we were at Dennis' shop, Gary Hedman

Street Rod Association President for the

chapter in Nebraska presented us with an award

for driving our hot rods cross country, and making this trip year after year.

He gave us an award for driving our cars cross country.

- We recognize people who drive them with an award called the 'Drive It Award'

- and we thought there might be someway this could make it back to New York.

Which we have hanging up in the shop on the wall.

Gary usually comes to Bonneville with us. He's become Keith's 'Belt

"Man" when Keith races his '32 three window with the Y-block in it.

He's become a good friend and a good help to me in my race effort with my car.

He's an ex-drag racer, so he packs my parachute and make sure

my belts are snug before the starter does his torture to me.

(engine cranking, not starting)

- I don't think so, it's still making power down here and sending it up.

- Yeah, run it over.

- Woah! Yeah... never mind.

- (off camera) you get it?

- Fuck Yeah... son of a bitch!

- (off camera) you got shocked?

- Yeah I got shocked!

We you're driving these cars cross country, two of them

being cars that had less than a hundred mile on them.

Things sometimes will break, and sometimes

you'll go on the trip and nothing will happen.

And, sometimes it just seems like one little thing after another.

When we left Whiskey Creek, Jorge's coupe got

about halfway back to the motel and it quit.

So, the boys pushed it into the parking lot. It was

raining, so we covered everything up and went to bed.

Got up the next morning, took the top off the magneto

and noticed that the electrode just disintegrated.

- (off camera) you can see where there was something in there.

- Looks like it got ground up, maybe that's what that dust is in there.

Brand new magneto, brand new aftermarket part again.

Luckily we're pretty well prepared. We just took the cap

off the race car, stuck it on Jorge'e car and away we went.

(engine cranking / starting up)

(music playing)

On Tuesday morning we get up and our first stop

is the Village Inn at the insection of 25 and 80.

Our lunch stop in Cheyenne at the Village Inn

started when we got a call from a new customer

who lives in the Denver area. He said 'I'd like

to talk to you guys about building something.'

Usually there's 15 to 20 cars waiting in the parking

lot when we stop for there for lunch every year.

(music playing)

Our friend Dave Skroggs, who owns the Orange three window that we built,

he meets us there, then tags along and joins the group.

We live in Denver, CO. So, we just shot up 25 and met them in Cheyenne.

He said I live in Denver, you guys must go through Cheyenne.

There's a a little restaurant right at the intersection.

I can come up and meet you. We looked at the map and said

'looks good'. So, we arranged to meet him there that year.

Don't ask me what year it was (laughs).

I found out about Keith and Ken in Street Rodder

Magazine and really like the style of car they built.

So, I contacted them to get a build going back in 2008.

When you build a car with The Rolling Bones it's kind

of a given that you're expected to be at Bonneville.

Because that's what these cars are all about. Driving

them across the country and bringing the onto the salt.

When we pulled into Cheyenne my nephew Casey was already there in his black Tudor.

I saw he had his back seat out and I wondered what was going

on with that. he had kind of a frustrated look on his face.

I walked over to him and he said 'my gas tank's leaking.'

His gas tank started leaking cause the seam on the gas tank split.

It's an aluminum tank, and from all the rough roads the lower seam split.

It was just trickling out, but it was leaking.

Everyone tries to help, which can sometimes be a little over bearing.

Somebody once told me that if you rub Ivory soap on it

the gas will stop. Which is does, believe it or not.

I think the waitress at the restart overhead us talking at lunch and said

'I have Ivory soap back at home, I'll go get it while you guys are eating.'

And, she did.

As the car moves it just opens back up, so.

It didn't make it five miles before it started again.

The soap works, just not under turbulence (laughs)

So, he had his friend sit in the back and rub

the soap on the tank from Cheyenne to Rawlins.

When the tank was out we dropped it off at

the Salt Flat Speed Shop and they repaired it.

I replaced the tank somewhere on the way home when I had some time to kill.

The group of us, the circus as Ken likes to call it, headed west for Salt Lake City.

We spent that first night in Rawlins Wyoming.

Usually not too many people meet us in Rawlins,

People don't want to go to Rawlins for some reason (laughs).

But, by this time there's about 40 of us and we

have grills with hot dogs, hamburgers, and salads.

We just have a party in the parking lot.

- (off camera) Ken, is this breakfast or lunch?

The second night we spent in Orem Utah at The Salt

Flats Speed Shop for a little impromptu car show.

(music starts)

Our last night on the road going to Bonneville we stopped in Orem, Utah.

We have a friend out there, Chris Davenport,

who runs the Salt Flats Speed Shop.

There's another great party, I bet there's 50 / 60 hot rods there.

He saves spots for us so we can just come in and

park. It's just another great party along the way.

On Wednesday morning when we left the Outlaw Cafe we

noticed that Poteet's '32 five window wasn't charging.

Again, a brand new one wire alternator quit.

So, we got another at a local shop, but it was a two wire. That

didn't work quite right either cause we didn't have it wired right.

We drove it that way until we got to Orem and

figured it out, and from there we were good.

(engine starting)

We've only got about 125 miles to go to get to the salt flats exit.

We all gather at the truck stop just off the highway to get a cold drink and gas up.

(music plays)

We managed to lose an inner tube on the right rear and

were lucky the Bones always travel with a chase trailer.

So, they managed to provide us with a spare.

We got into town and put another tube into the tire, so that's all good.

- I wonder if that knocked the valve stem off?

- Cause I don't see a valve stem.

- We knocked the valve stem off!

It's pretty early in Speedweek when we get there.

We go right to the Salt Flats. Usually we gather

up at the truck stop which is just off the highway.

And once we get our whole group together we head out

onto the salt, pick a spot and start setting up camp.

We pick out where we're going to set up our

pit, which is basically always the same place.

(laughs) I don't know how I know, but it just feels like it.

(music starts)

Bonneville is basically the birth of the early days of speed trials.

Back in the early days everyone was modifying their cars and

they needed a place to find out just how fast they could go,

Bonneville was the perfect place, being several miles long, smooth, and flat.

Back in the early 1940's the SCTA formed and sanctioned the races.

And brought it up to what it is today, one of

the largest land-speed gatherings in the world.

It's a very special place. I do a lot of track racing at the Luguna Seca Series,

and it's all become very commercialized. You drive in

and there's big sponsors here and big sponsors there.

But, you come here and it's all volunteers. Maybe

you'll find a guy selling something small over here.

But, you don't see big tents with major corporations

all over the place, taking over this hobby.

So, whether the guys is the local plumber in Madison

Wisconsin, or has his own jet coming out of L.A.

They're all equal.

The trip itself is one of those things. Ken rang me up a few months

ago and told me they were getting all the cars ready for a trip

and they were running a bit short on time, so he suggested it

would be a good idea to run the roadster out here on zoomies.

And, when you're on the phone on the other side

of the Atlantic you kind of agree to anything.

I've driven that car for three days and now I'm as deaf as a post.

I go to bed each night and my ears are ringing (laughs).

We we got to Wendover the first thing we did was go to tech.

Then we stripped the car down, off came the roof.

Out came the interior and in went the cage,

the fire system, seats and harness, etc...

The next thing was to swap the motor out.

First we tried the engine with the 3x2 intake.

We get the race cars out and put the race tires on them.

Then we get the cars over to tech to try and get that out of the way.

Tech is a nightmare, it's sort of like going to the proctologist.

You dread it because they just have to find something wrong,

so they can write something down in your book that you got to fix next year.

(haunting music starts)

- There's a couple of more pin-holes down here.

- If you look up with the hood open and see daylight you need to fill the hole.

- If you look in the rulebook for the flat 45-SFI padding, maybe add some more here.

- You've got some more 'fresh air vents' in the firewall.

- See the belt here?

- Is this firewall sealed against the body on the other side?

- You're gonna get your balls burnt, and your chest.

- (Ken) Honestly, we had it that way and last

year they said it had to point at your feet.

- Can you reach the top of the wheel?

- Remember to move those belts before you try to go forward.

- Cause those buckles will get jammed right there.

Fortunately we've always passed tech, pretty much with flying colors.

And once we get tech done we relax cause the pressure is off.

I think it happens to everyone. First you go as

a spectator, then you want to go back and race.

Then you want to go back and race something faster, and that just keeps evolving.

I have my '32 three window that I've only driven

there, then I decided I wanted to race that car.

I kind of went overboard, I thought I was going to keep it a street car

like the roadster. But, the roadster is a little bit easier to do that with.

Unfortunately my car has evolved into just a race car at this point.

But, it's easy un-do-able. Which I will do some day.

But, I'm having too much fun just racing it right now.

Keith is a little younger than me, and probably a little more immature.

He's got a '32 three window he decided he wanted to race.

Going 130 mph is too slow for Keith, being that

we've gotten tickets for doing that on the street.

(music starts)

You know, if I would have gone 160 / 170 I would have been happy.

The first year I went 175 (and change).

I was in touch with a guy named Ron Jolliffe, who's an inspector, a hot rodder,

and an all around good guy. We talked over the phone since he lives in Idaho.

I e-mailed him pictures of the roll cage and the mock ups as if it's good.

He'd either say 'yes' or 'change this and you're golden'.

By far the most common fires we have are rods coming out of the side of the block.

But, you've got some pretty good rods. And you've got a Moldex crank? Really?

On Friday morning we wake up, head back out onto the salt to tinker with the cars,

and visit the friends you've raced with over the years.

Saturday morning is a bit different, that's when things get a little more serious.

(music starts)

- What's the speed? - 153.

- Holy Fucking Moly!

- (Keith) It didn't feel that fast cause it felt so good, so smooth.

- That's great! that's real good!

Of course once you step into the water, pretty soon you're up to your neck.

Keith got a hold of Ted Eaton who's a y-block guru down in Texas,

and they put together a pretty stout y-block,

and not knowing how fast it would go he started

running in the high 160's before he knew it.

- (Keith) I said don't worry, I'll keep it under 175.

- (Keith) He said 'well, maybe we can make an adjustment for you' (laughs).

- Sounds like 175 is going to be attainable.

- (Ted) If you've got a speed calculator I can do

the math and tell you the speed at any RPM you want.

Our friend Ron Jolliffe, who's a starter, said

'plug those holes in the grille shell up...

...and you'll go about 5 or 6 miles faster.'

Horse power is one thing, but you have to cheat the wind.

And sure enough, he went from 167 to 175 just by covering those holes.

First thing was to swap out the engine with the 3x2.

It ran O.K. but not as quick as we'd like.

So we put the big motor in, the 304 with the four barrel on it.

The best speed to date with that motor is just over 125 (mph).

We're playing around with jets and stuff and the target is 130 (mph).

Will we make it? It doesn't really matter.

Cause when you sit in a '32 ford and look out over the bonnet (hood), across the salt

the year's drift away. It could be 1949 / 1950,

it's a complete time capsule driving that car.

- (off camera) Good or no good? - (Jon) No good.

- (Jon) I don't know if I couldn't find third, or if we lost drive, or what.

- (Jon) not sure what happened there. I put

it in third, I put it in fourth and nothing.

- (Jon) It was like I had no clutch.

- (Ken) Put it into first gear... we've got first gear.

- (Ken) Now put it into second. ...we've got second gear.

- (Ken) Now third...

- (Ken) Now put it into fourth... put it into fifth...

- (Ken) Take it back to the pit.. . cause it's not going into gear.

Those T-5 transmissions, the shifter doesn't have a manual stop.

So, you can over shift and jam them, and he

jammed fourth gear, so it was stuck in fourth,

and something either broke, or 'grenaded' inside the transmission.

Jon Suckling was racing his roadster, and

that's a street car that races at Bonneville.

It has a T-5 in it, and they're not race transmission.

He was a little excited and slammed it into fourth

gear a little bit harder than he should have,

and broke something.

We got back to the pit and diagnosed it to be a bad transmission.

So, we called Chris back in Salt Lake, about 125 miles away.

- (Ken) We're doing O.K. but, we need an S-10 transmission, '86-'93.

- (Ken) Do you have any leads on where we can grab one?

- (Keith) He's got one in his sedan... I saw it (laughs).

- (Ken) You got one in your sedan?

- (Ken) Want to sell it?

- (Ken) How much?

- (Ken) Well, they're probably worth more than that now.

- (Ken) O.K. can we send a guy to get it?

We got it back to the pit and figured out

that fourth gear was gone in the transmission.

We made a call to Chris Davenport at the Salt Flat

Speed Shop and 'yep, I've got one, you can have it.'

He just happen to have his own personal car, a '32 Tudor he was building

with a T-5 sitting in it.

He said you guys are more than welcome to it, just replace it when you can.

Or buy it off me, or whatever, but sure come get it.

We sent a guy back to Salt Lake City, he

grabbed the transmission and brought it back.

We put it in the car and away we went.

- That was a ten minute screw up for us.

No place else on earth can you look for mile and mile and see just salt.

Last night we had a tremendous rain storm. At 5:45am

this morning there was water everywhere, it was a mess.

Now it's dry, it gets a little crust on it and as long as

the flags aren't waving these guys are going for it again.

And there's no place else they can do it.

Going 175 (mph) is quite a bar to set, that puts you onto the long course.

You get your '175 wings', it's sort of a milestone.

Especially in a street hot rod, a '32 three window coupe, which is a brick.

And with a vintage Y-Block motor, that's really doing something.

But, it's never fast enough, so Ted and Keith found a little bit more horsepower

and a little bit more horsepower, Keith has managed to streamline his car a bit more

but were still talking about a chopped, full bodied, '32 three window hight boy

with old suspension, buggy springs, friction shocks, etc...

Keith has now gone 188.563 (mph)

And is documented to be the fasted Y-Block powered car in the world.

- (Ted) oh, about 6 3/4's.

- (Ted) We've got a big list of stuff to do, and that's

something you ought to do every day, check the fuel pressure.

When I first started running the car, we put something out on the H.A.M.B

about how fast my car went and some disputed it, saying

there was a '57 T-Bird that ran 206 (mph) in Daytona in 1957.

But, those numbers just didn't add up. Going that speed back in 1957

with what they had, technology wise for a Y-Block at that point.

So we started asking around, and Ted happens to be friend with Carol Miller

who raced at Daytona in 1957, and he said 'no way'.

So Ted's kind of a 'professor' he did some

investigation and got a hold of some documents,

he found out that the car that 'supposedly' went 206 (mph) only went 153 / 154(mph).

A local guy around here brought us a video of that meet

and it documented that car going 154 / 155 (mph).

According to Y-Block Magazine, it's the fasts Y-Block powered car ever.

And he's looking to tweak it up into the 190's (mph),

and hopefully get it up to 200 (mph).

He's added a full belly pan, we're thinking it's worth 5 or 6 more miles per hour.

So on a good day, on a perfect run, he just might tickle that 200 mark.

Again, we put it out there that we think my car is

the fastest Y-Block, single carb., natural aspirated

car out there and no one can dispute it.

So, that's our story and we're sticking to it.

(music starts)

The cowboys used to have an expression 'Riding For The Brand'

When you rode for the brand that was it, you were all in.

And that kind of follows along with what we do

we ride for the brand of The Rolling Bones Hot Rod Shop.

We won't deviate, we won't cheapen it.

Someone offers us all the money in the world

to build something we don't want to build

we're not gonna do it.