Every once in a while things happen at just the right time between life's curveballs. Call it luck, fate, help from above, or whatever you want, but just be glad it's there.
Vic Pugh had longed for a '55 Ford F-100 since he was old enough to drive, but ownership was always just out of reach. He'd looked at a few trucks over the years, but nothing ever solidified. Years later, while warming up with some liquid caffeine and talking trucks in a local Mears, Michigan, coffee shop, someone mentioned a '55 just down the road that had been sitting in a garage for the better part of 20 years and was possibly for sale. After a few more cups of coffee they hurried down the street to give it a look. The story checked out, and Vic found a decent, bone-stock Effie with his name on it. Now he just had to get his wife's stamp of approval.
Vic told his wife, Lonna, he'd found THE truck and it was now or never. "We got no money, honey, and you don't need two trucks," Lonna replied to the do-or-die situation presented to her. Vic already owned a clean '93 Ford F-150 that was nicer than any he'd seen, so it was time to make a decision.
It seems Vic is a man of faith, and he quickly said something that was supposed to be a prayer, "Lord, I don't know how you can use a '55 Ford for your glory, but I sure would like that truck." Whether that last-ditch effort worked or not, someone responded to the ad Vic placed for the '93, and the man bought it on the spot.
With cash in hand, Vic bought the '55, stripped it down to the frame, and sent it to get 'blasted. Once back, he installed a Heidt's SupeRide II IFS with power rack-and-pinion steering. Vic procured a Mustang master cylinder, brake booster, and proportioning valve from a nearby boneyard and mounted it all under the floor in the stock location.