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The COUNTS are in their 52nd. year
Fun With Cars Since 1957
VOLUME 36,SUMMER 2009
Committee
Chairman
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New Gearhead
story
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Several garage
tours
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Black Hills Overdrive 2009
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Black Hills Rod
Run
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Street Masters
DAM RUN
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Dickenson Rod
Run
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The Picnic Shelter
story in pictures
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Sturgis drag racing
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Dickinson run
The summer season is winding down, but there are still some great events left
in September. Locally we have car shows in Newell, Hulett, and at Bear Country. Plus we have some drag racing business to take care of on September
19th….seems like there has been something to do within a couple hundred
miles all summer.
The biggest accomplishment so far this year has been the completion of the
Count’s Picnic shelter. If you made it to the Black Hills Rod Run you had the
opportunity to see how much cooler this is than the old tent. This would not
have been possible without donations of time and materials. Support poles
were scrap from Black Hills Corp., the trusses were donated by a private Sioux
Falls donor as arranged by Fred Herr, labor and use of heavy equipment came
from Dakota Masonry (Steve Kroger), and Bob Mallow with his widow-maker
wacker packer. Mark made it possible to set the poles in the ground. A number of individuals donated $50 each so that we could put on the sheathing
and metal roof. Construction was led by our professional builders like Rush
Elliott, and truss placement would have been impossible without John Stauffacher and his monkey-like flexibility. I’m sure I’ve missed a lot of people who
made major contributions, please know that all your efforts are greatly appreciated.
The Counts still meet every week, and welcome guests at these meetings. Like
any organization of volunteers, we need to continually watch for recruits with
similar interests. Car shows and swap meets are great places to talk to others
in the community and I encourage all members to look around at others who
are into customs and hot rods. If you look at the photos from the 60’s, you’ll
see that our roots are in late model mild customs as much as they are in pre-49
vehicles…consider that next time you’re at the gas station and see a lowered
Chevy C-1500 riding on 20’s. Chances are that
guy would like to be driving a hemi-powered ’38
Plymouth…and 10 years from now, with a little
guidance, maybe he will. Now is that time to
get him in the club. Just ask.
Keyless Bob Dunfee
Www.Countscarclub.com
Check out the entire website
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Van Nocker Canyon
Overdrive 2009 was a great event. Over 150 people
from 15 states and two provinces participated in a great
weekend driving throughout the scenic Black Hills. In
all, we drove over 330 miles, had car shows in three different communities, and enjoyed superb food and entertainment all weekend. Early registrants on Thursday
were directed to an open house at the Hot Rod Institute,
and given direction to the A-1 Automobilia museum.
The evening featured a genuine cowboy dinner and
show at Fort Hayes. We met in the Reptile Gardens
parking lot at 8am Friday for a cruise that stopped
briefly at Three Corners store, then through Hill City to
Custer for a show and shine hosted by the Cool Pines
Cruisers Car Club. The Cruisers handled judging duties,
and presented awards to many participants. From downtown Custer, the party continued to Custer State Park
via the incredibly beautiful Needles Highway. We conducted a Concours de' Custer Car show, where cars were
judged and five awards presented following a delicious
catered dinner. The park staff had a band for our entertainment. And just to prove we could do it again, on
Saturday morning we had everyone meet in Rapid City
for a cruise up HWY 44 to Johnson Siding, and on to the
Nemo Guest Ranch for relief and refreshments. We
journeyed to Whitewood via Vanocker Canyon and
Sturgis. A short run up Crook City Road led us to the
Spearfish Shopping center for another break, after which
we traveled through the scenic Spearfish Canyon, to
Lead and a stop at Boondocks.
Sturgis
Spearfish Canyon
Boondocks
Carson rose, Upton, wy. Receives special
‘ builder of the year’ award from the counts
Carson Rose has been a friend of many of the Counts for many years. Carson has an unbelievable talent for seeing what something will look like before he even starts the project. Case in point, I
can’t even count the number of cab over trucks Carson has built and sold over the past fifteen or more
years. All of these creations look old but have a complete late model truck or motor home chassis under
them. Carson doesn’t waste any of the modern technology either as he uses as much of the donor vehicle as possible. This includes the dash and electric windows down to the wiring harness. He has been
known to lengthen, widen and stretch body panels to fit the frame length. He has even made old vehicles into front wheel drive and he loves to use Cadillac/Oldsmobile drive trains. Some of Carson's creations have been sold back in Tennessee and other places from Carson's’ home area. Carson lost his wife
of many years just a few years ago. Since then he has tapered back to mainly working on his own cars.
One exception was a project he has gotten close to completion for Todd and Tim Sime for Jolly Lane
Greenhouse. Carson’s daughter, Velma is married to Todd. The vehicle is a 1955 Chevy milk truck that
has been mated to a late model chassis and stretched to fit. I can’t wait to see the finished product.
It was only fitting that Carson receive this prestigious a ward at this years Counts Car Show to
honor a man so dedicated to the car customizing hobby. Congratulations, Carson..
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5Page
Vintage
Scrapbook COUNTS pictures
Counts Beer & Vittles Run about 1970
Streetin’ News, pg. 5
Club Pickup, Charlie Brown, in 1971
Jim’s 32 Chev and Charlie Brown, 72
Counts take a Bus Tour to Tom Donahue’s garage in Scottsbluff, 1973
Counts do Billings, Mt run led by Dick
Neuzil in his custom Riviera in 1971
Club pres, Bob Swift’s Flat Top A in1963
Leo Sogge’s 1951 Henery J mid engine
In 1970
Club Member Karl Kurtz’s 29 A in 1958
Counts Streetin’ News
Summer 2009, Page 6
By Skip Abell
We missed the annual event in Pierre last year because of a
wedding in the Black Hills. I think that’s the first Dam Run
we’ve missed in the past 20 years, so you can imagine our anticipation for this years event. We were not disappointed!
This was the second consecutive weekend for us in the Capital
City, as we had taken the mororhome over the preceding weekend for a baseball tournament. We opted to leave it and the
trailer at Mike Suiter’s property east of town, and drive the ’41
over for the rod run. It’s always a pleasure to get out of the
hills on this particular weekend, because it means leaving the Sturgis Rally and all of those hundreds of
thousands of Harleys behind!
Dan and Barb Duncan joined us east of Rapid City on Thursday with their ’55 in the trailer behind their
RV. We followed them to the city park, located next to the river in downtown Pierre. What an enjoyable weekend. Each of us brought our grandson, and the boys enjoyed playing in the river at every opportunity. The beach is very nice.
The event opened with an ice-breaker in the Chrysler dealer’s show-room. Cookies and cold drinks
were abundant, as was conversation. Always a great time, we renewed many friendships. Later, we
drove across the street to the parking lot at the Pizza Hut and across the street for a show and shine, and
more bench racing. The pizza was hot, plentiful, and the air conditioning was awesome, so many of us
spent the first hour or two indoors. Summer thunderstorms are common in western South Dakota, and
this was no exception. John Hoyes came to our rescue and provided a garage for the ’41, while Dan
and our good buddies from Aberdeen, Joe and Linda Torrence had their garages behind their RV. No
storm developed, and we spent a quiet evening in the park visiting under a full moon.
Saturday during the Dam Run means downhill drags, what a fun activity! The old ’41 doesn’t roll especially fast, and as usual was eliminated in the second round, so we got to watch from the bottom of
the hill. Dan Duncan and his ’55 again made it to the final round, but proved no match for a 70’s
Cadillac convertible. After the drags, we cruised to the capitol for a show and shine on the steps. This
is another great activity, photo opportunities abound under the huge trees. I particularly enjoy sitting in
a lawn chair, far away from my car to just people watch. It’s a relaxing couple of hours. The poker run
begins right after the show. We see many local attractions, meet more friends, and have lots of laughs
along the way, ending up at the veteran’s club for the evening meal. The club wives really put on a
great feast. Our food had scarcely begun its digestive process when we got in line for the evening
cruise. An annual tradition, Cliff and Ann Curtis lead us through town, and out to the campgrounds
across the river. It is great fun, watching reactions of the campers as we cruise through the park. The
local GF&P officers provide ice-cream and soft drinks, while campers choose their favorite car. I must
admit to hitting the line for two root-beer floats.
Sunday morning means a great breakfast, again prepared and served by the club, followed by awards.
Traveling to Pierre for the annual Dam Run is always a culinary experience. Seems we begin eating
the moment we arrive (cookies) and don’t quit until we leave! Thanks to the club. For complete coverage of the Dam Run, and many pictures of the event, please visit the Streetmasters web-site at
www.pierrestreetmasters.com It is an excellent site, you won’t be disappointed. On a more somber
note, we learned that Streetmaster Ann Curtis is in the final stages of treatment for breast cancer. We
celebrate her completion and pray for a quick, complete recovery.
By Skip Abell
The 41st Annual Black Hills Rod Run was a historic happening, being the
first one ever held on Counts Car Club property!
This was possible because of the many Counts who came together on very
short notice to build the new club picnic shelter. Believe it or not, on Sunday, June 21st, all we had in Black Hawk was a vacant lot! Denny Volmer,
Steve Kroger, Duane Marquette, and Bob Mallow led the crew who built the
shelter, making it possible to hold the rod run on Counts property. The list
of club members that contributed time, materials and labor is long, but these
four guys did the planning-coordinating, and worked the majority of hours
Black hawk, sd to get this done. Mark Renkin (not a club member), made many key contrib
butions. Our general foreman was Rush Elliott, and John Stauffacher,
Monte Stabnow, and Travis Blasius were the guys in the rafters…hazardous
duty pay might be appropriate for them.
Our Rod Run Chairman was Erv Vogel, his assistants were, Bob Myers, Bob Mallow, Dan Duncan, and
Skip Abell
We celebrated another special anniversary with Ron And Pat Potter…this time, it was their 50th The
Potters and their blue ’42 Chevy Tudor have attended Black Hills Rod Runs for at least the past 10 years,
probably more!
Just before the cruise on Saturday, the “Leadfoot Lanny” tour group arrived. Several years ago, Lanny
(also the North Dakota NSRA Member Representative) took a group Fargo area rodders on a cruise
across North Dakota. The tour has grown, and now encompasses communities and shops across North
Dakota and surrounding states. Rodders come from great distances to cruise with Lanny for a week. We
enjoyed having them end their cruise in Rapid City.
Bob Myers planned a poker run/shop tour on Friday that took participants on a very interesting, hundredmile tour of several local communities. Highlights included a cruise through Rapid City to the Nemo
Guest Ranch, down the beautiful Vanocker Canyon road to Whitewood to view projects at John Rindy’s
shop. The next stop was Steve Krogers shop in Piedmont. Participants enjoyed touting, Roger Zweifel’s
shop in Piedmont, and continued to Rapid City for a hosted social event at Gene Jobgen’s A&A Restoration. Many thanks to our hosts, all of whom provided beverages and snacks. Many old friendships were
renewed at A&A Restoration, as Gene and Carla invite the entire community to bring their rods and customs out for a huge show and shine, cold drinks, and sandwiches. There wasn’t a parking place left
empty. By the way, the winning hand in the poker run was a full house, held by Charlie Hollingshead, of
Sioux Falls, SD. Charlie drives a blue 52 Chevy Coupe. He is entry # 1 for our run most years. The losing hand was held by Duane Marquette of Rapid City, Duane drive a beige ’37 Ford Cabriolet. Each received 180 bucks! Not bad pay for a fun drive thru the hills.
Also new this year was a rod run without a show and shine. Planners thought it might be fun to take the
run back to its roots. The poker run was over 100 miles, and the cruise, over different roads (for the most
part), also exceeded the century mark. The cruise featured many stops, the highlight being a lunch-time
stop in Rochford, where the community was in the midst of a celebration. Cruisers were treated to a live
band, and a barbeque.
Dan Duncan planned a chicken dinner, served by club members after the Saturday cruise. The awards
ceremony was conducted immediately after dinner. The Top 5, as voted by participants were:
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Dave and Dianne Hill, Rapid City, South Dakota, Brown 1950 Mercury Tudor.
Bob Rose, Brandon, Manitoba, Yellow ’34 Ford Coupe
Frank Renfro, Emerado, North Dakota, cranberry ’34 Ford Pickup
Lonni and Helen Bucher, Sioux Falls South Dakota, green and cream ’50 Ford Custom
Don and Devin Wolski, British Columbia, Silver1941 Ford Pickup
The Long Distance Award was won by Dave Stadnicki who drove his red ’37 Ford Tudor over 934
miles from Frankfort, Indiana. Dave, was with the Leadfoot Lanny tour.
Usually a tough one, the hard luck award for this year was an easy choice. After all, what’s the old
story about the carpenter’s house being the last one shingled? Doug Larue, from the Hot Rod Institute, had to get help unlocking his steering column! Now, who better to win a plaque for the wall?
Doug was driving the school “bus” yellow and grey ’39 Chevy Sedan Delivery
The Counts Pick was the Baby Blue 48 Plymouth Convertible. Powered by a Hemi, it was driven
from Chicago, Illinois by Bill Chval.
The Ladies Choice Award went to the Wolski’s awesome Silver ’41 Ford Pickup.
Bob Dunfee choose the Blue 32 Plymouth PB Coupe, owned, and driven by Marv Jedel all the way
from Austin, Manitoba as the club Presidents Pick.
Each entrant was given a ballot with five (we thought) amusing choices to make. Bob Myers was
the brainiac behind this one. We all enjoy fantasizing about cars, and have secret desires to own
lots of different ones. Here are the “special” winners:
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Here are the “special” winners:
Bob Saunders’ 1947 Ford Rat Rod Pickup was selected as “the car you would not drive to meet your
future mother in law”
You would like to drive Joe Cerretti’s Yellow, ’34 Plymouth Coupe with the blown Hemi “Like you
stole it!”
Doug Larue’s yellow and grey ’39 Chevy Sedan delivery would be the favorite “To take to a drive-in
movie”
Brad and Darla Goebel’s maroon ’36 Dodge Panel Truck was selected to take “on your first date”
Don & Rita Meis’ Tangelo 37 Ford Tudor Sedan, was selected as the “Car you would not like to drive
to an IRS Audit”
After the awards ceremony, Skip and Anita Abell hosted the “White Elephant” gift exchange. Over 90
gifts were exchanged. Because of the number of players, exchanges were limited to two, many strategies were played out. Some folks were happy with their final gifts, others were sad, but all were goodnatured, and enjoyed themselves.
The annual event ended Sunday morning with rolls, coffee, and juice. Watch the website for information about the 42nd Black Hills Rod Run.
Lo-Buck Tech Tip
By Skip Abell
If ya have a shop, I bet you also have a coffee can or two, filled with stuff that just hasn’t found its way to proper storage.
We all know the piece we need is “in the can.” All it takes is to dump it on the bench, sort through the stuff, and select the
right piece. I have a gallon plastic jug I use to hold copper, brass, and assorted fittings. Seemed like whenever I dumped it
to find one, I was picking up strays for the next hour or so, not to mention, the bench is always dirty, and I wind up adding
dirt and dried grease to the jug of pieces. A simple solution was discovered on a trip to Menards, where I spied a plastic dust
-pan. The fix was simple, I cut off the handle, leaving a spout. Now my parts are dumped in the dust pan where I can select
the part I seek, then dumped right back in the jug…without spilling, or adding dirt and grease.
Cost…about two bucks, frustration averted…PRICELESS!
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DICKINSON TRIP
by Larry and Cathy Johnson
We met with Rush & Peggy Elliot at the Windmill Truck Stop Friday morning.
We made the usual pit stops at Newell and Reva on the way up but made a little detour up the
enchanted highway. We stopped to check out all the metal sculptures along the way. Rush
spent a little extra time discussing old Chevy’s & such with another tourist while we were at the
fish display, right about then this big motor home went south down the highway and them old
farts were jumping up & down waving and honking. We thought we had a fan club but learned
later on at the dam run in Pierre those crazy people were Joe & Linda Torrence. Drive your
street rod up there Joe, them motor homes all look alike.
We got to Dickinson and checked into our rooms at the Oasis. Thank you again to Dianne Hoyt for our reservations. After we got thru hosing down the bugs we registered and spent
some time visiting. Now on to a supper they put together at a downtown dealership, before
cruising the streets of Dickinson to McDonalds. Saturday morning we had a continental breakfast at our motel. Turns out Peggy & Rush ran into an old friend from Hill City who is now the
manager of that motel. They spent some time catching up. We headed down to the rec. center
just in time for breakfast #2. Did I mention the greatest pastime up there is food & visiting and
neat cars? After this we cruised to McDonalds for the show & shine. I don’t recall how many
were registered but the parking lot was full again.
After dinner on our own, they turned us loose on the poker run. This year they got us
out of town a bit and shared some of their fun with Medora. At the poker stop in the scenic
overlook just outside of Medora we discovered Rush had a front tire coming apart on his 37
Chevy pickup. Since we needed to limp back to Dickinson from there to find a tire, the club
guys let us finish drawing our hands there. Our luck was bad all the way at that point. Rush
finally had to settle for a tire from one of their club members that came off his Volkswagen,
perfect fit. Rush planned on UPS shipping the guys tire back. Good thing cause that 37 sputtered on the way home after he put that tire on.
Supper & awards were after the poker run. Kathy and I don’t remember who won what
but they were well deserved. The supper left me with a belly ache though, that 2nd & 3rd helping
is to blame.
Sunday morning breakfast at the rec. center again then goodbyes. We caught a glimpse
of some of the tornado damage on the way out
of town, WOW! The trip home went
smoothly. We stopped in Newell and had dinner with Al & Glynda Smith. I was surprised
Al was home as I knew they were going to the
show in Hulett. Al said he broke a coil over
shock on the Nash before they got there so
they just turned around and babied it home. I
was starting to feel pretty fortunate about now
as that ‘49 International pickup was good all
weekend. We left Newell after dinner and
parted ways with Rush & Peggy about Black
Hawk. It was fun but we were glad to be
home.
Photo of the Enchanted Highway in North
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Dakota with Larry and Rush’s pickups
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This is how I remember this story by Bob Dunfee
OCTOBER 1979
Bill was just a skinny teenage kid, with goofy glasses and too long hair that hung in his eyes and past
his shoulders. He was halfway through his seventeenth year, when he finished the ’56 Chevy. But
the night the rich kid Marvin pulled up beside him in the 429 Ford, he aged a few.
Because he lived in the wild open country he’d been driving legally since he was 14; and had spent
the four years before that begging for the keys that fit anything around the place that had a steering
wheel. In fact, he lived through this story I’m about to tell you and still makes regular use of the
skills he picked up as a 12 year old from backing an Olds ’98 into a 1930’s sized garage.
So anyway, by this time he’d had four other cars, each one a little faster than the last. That boy Bill
was a little different, and instead of picking up a big block muscle car...easy to find cheap in the late
70’s…he wanted a street brawling and rough idling hot rod, what they might call “Old Skool” now.
That’s why he got that ’56 Chevy in the first place.
She was quite a soiled maiden by the time he got his hands on her. A two door, a Bel Air, a sport
coupe they called her. The once white headliner was amber from years of cigarette smoke. Crowns
of rust decorated the top of each front fender. The front bumper was bowed up in the middle, and the
rear bumper was pulled out into a V where a bumper hitch had been unceremoniously attached.
Body filler under the tail lamps meant that the Chevy V8 emblems no longer had a place to attach.
The driver’s door closed all right, but she had spent her life around the Black Hills gold mines, and
something on one of those steep hills must have slid into her and caved the door in all the way to the
regulator. Her ass was draggin’, old air shocks let the body droop over decrepit Honcho 60 tires with
torn up sidewalls. Two side windows were cracked.
The paint was all there, but rough and faded. In fact there were three coats of root beer brown and
beige paint on her…somewhere along the line guys had tried to keep her looking nice…and that apparently protected her from any other rust. Glancing at her it would be easy to pass on by, but I suggest you stop and think about looking at her a little closer. The black GTO bucket seats bolted down
through the ragged carpet and the Stewart Warner gauges mounted in the glovebox were a hint at
what lurked beneath the surface.
She was a derelict out on the street the first time Bill got to see her. Buried in snow, too. But with a
little jump start on a cold February night she gave her heart to him. As soon as he heard that whine
and rump da-da rump of her nasty cam he knew they would be spending a long time together.
See, the Bel Air had recently been given a new lease on life. A 400 cubic inch Chevy small block
lurked under the hood…it had been yanked from a wrecked Blazer. When you opened the hood, the
double stacked 14” air cleaners gave a clue as to the seriousness of the professional race engine
builder who put it together. Tall M/T aluminum valve covers, yellow Accel wires, and an HEI distributor were all obvious at first glance. The advance on the distributor was re-curved. The orange
painted block was topped off by old double hump 2.02 heads that had some extensive port work,
guide plates, and locking
rocker arm nuts. A modified 750 double pump Holley sat on top of an Offenhauser Dual Port-Sonic
manifold. The oil pan had been stretched to accommodate the long throw crank. With the cam she
idled “OK” at about 12-1300 rpm, and the mechanical lifters added to the under-hood symphony.
There was a gear drive of unknown origin connecting the cam to the crank, and a set of full length
Hooker Super Comp headers hung down low below the bell housing.
Inside that bell housing was a Weber aluminum flywheel, and a Hayes clutch with a ridiculously designed homemade linkage that activated it with only 3 total inches of clutch pedal travel. An aluminum case Borg Warner T-10 stirred by a Hurst Competition Plus shifter led to the 12 bolt posi-trac
that was finished off with an aluminum cover.
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This is the way I remember this story, contd.
Bill never gave her a name, but they became close immediately. After the proper negotiations he drove
her home on another frigid winter night a few weeks later. It was cold, dark, and lonely inside with no
heater fan. Nothing illuminated on the dash except for the big column mounted Dixco tachometer with
the redline set at 6,600.
Bill got her home and made the best of her. By the end of September her body had been stripped, repaired, and a two tone metallic copper and bright white applied in his friend Tom’s garage. The headliner was cleaned and early 60’s style white vinyl with copper piping seats and door panels nestled in
the newly carpeted interior.
Brand new Lakewood traction bars held the 12 bolt down to the ground, and Goodyear police pursuit
tires in front along with fresh, soft compound G-60’s in back wrapped the 8 inch Corvette Rallye
wheels. The front bumper was removed, the back one straightened and re-chromed. There were new
bushings in the shifter and a new third gear in the T-10 case. Big block station wagon springs put the
nose in the air like an old gasser, and new airs hocks in back, along with some re-forming of the inner
fenders, kept the rear sidewalls safe.
Inside, a color matched seatbelt for Bill kept him behind the old Champ 500 14” deep dish steering
wheel that was now connected to Trans Am steering box. She was lookin’ good from tail to hood, as
they used to say. But looks don’t mean a thing, and they can change quickly…
It was about 9:30 on a Thursday, a clear and cool October night, when the silver and black Ford pulled
up beside Bill and the ’56. Traffic was light on the four lane cruising street that headed out of town.
Just one other car came to a stop at the red light across from them. Inside the Chevy, only the Dixco
tach broke the spell of darkness with a faint yellow glow on Bill’s unshaven, boyish face.
The stop light shone on solid red, but Marvin’s Cobra Jet Ford lurched forward a few inches, and the
body rocked to the right every time the big 429 revved up. Bill looked over coolly at the front fender
of the Dearborn, and then turned his head to momentarily lock eyes with Marvin. Marvin looked
away, staring straight ahead. Bill and the ’56 were assaulted with sound, the cacophony of Ford big
block got suddenly louder as Marvin pulled open his exhaust cut outs, and a bluish orange glow emanated under his machine as the motor repeatedly screamed past 5,000 rpm and idled back down.
Bill shifted into neutral, and tightened his lap belt against his 29” waist Levis. Adrenalin made his left
leg twitch and jump on the clutch pedal. He carefully moved the Hurst T-handle into first gear, and
with gentle pressure on the accelerator he slowly wound the small block up to the 6600 redline, then let
the revs settle at 2400 rpm. The light for cross traffic turned amber, and Bill tightened his left hand on
the wheel.
Continued….
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4th Annual
September 26,
2009
It was a fantastic Saturday afternoon for a car show and
the setting was equal to the day. This was Bear Country’s 4th
annual WILD WHEELS show and the only thing lacking was
the usual amount of entries that have attended this event usually
held during Black Hills Overdrive in June. There were also several other shows and runs taking place on this weekend.
The quality of cars that were in attendance made this a
quality event and with a ride around the park on the Biker Bus
as a bonus it was a fun place to be. Temperatures were in the
lower 80’s so it was very comfortable.
The Counts were well represented with Henry Yantzer’s
1936 Packard convertible street rod winning top prize. Other
members on hand were Fred Herr and his 1970 Chevelle SS,
Monny Truman and his 1961 Impala Convert. , Denny Volmer
even had his A roadster on it’s maiden voyage to Bear Country.
Frank Webb had his restored A sedan looking good and yours
truly, Jim and Ann Neuzil had their 1940 Studebaker on hand
too.
A very nice 1937 Ford coupe with a mile deep black
paint job was there and is owned by Brad from Sound Pro. It
has a sound system that will scare you to death.
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Meet one of our
members
Dick Towne
I’ve been a Club member since 2005, thanks to
Dennis Volmer.
I hung out with Counts members from 1976 to
1981. When my coworker at the time was Joe Balfe
the Vice Prez. I had a 53 ford pick up then.
In 2004 I built a 27 Ford track T Roadster with the
sole purpose of driving it to a Sonic drive-in for a
chili dog.
I then joined the
Counts to enhance
my “Fun with cars”.
Currently building a 1952 Ford Courier Sedan Delivery purchased in 2007 from Dennis Volmer. Courier was the Sturgis
Dog Catcher Wagon and it still says “Kennel Wagon” on the
side. 1984 cougar 302 and A4OD Auto (rebuilt by Gary
Kreun) was the donor car. A/C, power steering and electric
seats will be going in it. It will be our long range cruiser,
complete with a matching teardrop trailer.
Mustang II front suspension from speedway motors and
crossmember installed by Dwayne Marquette. Bob Rohrbach is currently doing the bodywork.
Other projects I am working on are: 1950 Chevy Rat Rod
roadster drag pickup,
powered by a small
block Chevy and turbo
350. 1931 Model A
Sedan, I am helping a family friend, Stephanie, finish
this car that her dad started to build before he died. She
wants to finish it in his memory.
1962 Hot Rod Hienkel German motor scooter. I will be
on the streets this summer. This was purchased from
Dwayne Marquette in “toast” condition. It was in a shop
fire.
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Summer 2009
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now on our website
www.countscarclub.com
Counts of the Cobblestone Car Club
PO Box 488
Rapid City, SD 57709
President –BOB DUNFEE
605-721-6728, 719-3505
President Elect – Casey Barret
605-484-8965
Secretary—Skip Abell
Treasurer—Travis Blasius
Newsletter Committee
Jim Neuzil, Zach Kreun,
Casey Barret, Bob Dunfee,
Tom Goergen
Webmaster—Zach Kreun
[email protected]
Rod Run—Erv Vogel
Car Show Committee
Kreun, Tom Goergen
—- Zach
Steve Kroeger, Bill Heston
Cruise Dir. Bob Roehrback
Membership—Jim Neuzil
605-390-2238
[email protected]
NSRA Safety Rep—Skip Abell
SDSRA Club Rep—
Garry McLaughlin
Club Mdse. Sales– Merle McCoy
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