Owning a custom truck project is a funny thing. Some days you want to do nothing else but go outside and turn wrenches, working towards making your ride the coolest thing on the planet. But on others, you just want to throw those wrenches in the general direction of the vehicle instead of using them for something productive. For Dino and his ’66 Suburban, it was a little of both.
Originally, the truck was owned by a friend of his, and was a bit more lowrider than classic truck, but Dino saw the potential in it so he made a deal. After cleaning it up and doing some work to it, he just lost interest and sold it so he could move on. But like that girlfriend who keeps stalking you on Facebook, the Suburban came back into his life and again, he decided it would be his next project.
This time he stripped the truck down to the frame and decided to go through what is now considered to be his usual routine: big wheels, crate motor, hammered stance. Dino likes his trucks low, and he wants them to be able to take a corner at freeway speeds while sitting lower on the ground than a gnat’s belly. Once the frame was cleaned up to perfection, now he decided to work out the details on the body.
There wasn’t a whole ton to do, but Dino really wanted to make this truck stand out so he shaved a few key items here and there, cleaned up the firewall and made the body fairly straight. Fairly? Really? No seriously, Dino likes his trucks straight, but he never wants to worry about something like one of his mammoth dogs jumping on the hood as they do frequently, or a ding from an errant door. So straight is really more of an attitude, not so much a requirement for his trucks.
Even after he sprayed the flat orange paint on the bottom half of the body and set things up for that perfect “Dino” look, things just weren’t working out. His tried and true formula with the crate motor seemed like it needed some tweaking, as it just wasn’t running right. Something was off with the doors, and the front half of the frame was tweaked a bit from the weight of the mammoth Sub. It became more of an irritation than something he really loved to do, and he just lost interest.
Fortunately for him, other people weren’t quite as defeated, including one Craig Gacom from Scottsdale, Ariz. Craig loved quite a few of Dino’s trucks, and one day when Dino was particularly irritated by the Suburban he decided that it needed a new owner, and that would be Craig. After negotiating for a bit, Dino sold not one but three of his trucks to him, and just an hour after they shook hands over the phone, the three trucks were parked in front of Craig’s old Texaco gas station recreation in the northern portion of Scottsdale.
As is often the case, Dino’s major problems didn’t turn out to be big issues, and Craig spent a little bit of time and everything was sorted out. The Suburban now runs and drives like a champ, and has a great home along with the many other eclectic vehicles in Craig’s stable—and that’s pretty literal, because Craig keeps his cars in a converted horse stable.