1958 F.W.D.

Agreed. When I was a young'n helping out my father with one of the F-Models or the firetrucks, if I didnt have grease & dirt from head to toe, ear to ear and in me arse, he would tell me I wasnt working hard enough. I also knew when I was working hard enough depending on how loud my mother screamed "GET HIM INTO THE TUB!" when Dad would bring me home from the shop or the firehouse.

Hey- "friend" me......

mmmmmmmm farmers daughters.......Back in 1993, I was a paid staffer for the American Red Cross in Philadelphia, where I lived in a typical Philly-style rowhouse, 15' wide by 45' deep, 40 on one side of the block, 40 on the other side, 80 houses total on one city block. I was part of the DSHR (disaster services human resources) and was sent to the mid-west for the floods in 1993. I spent about 2.5 weeks in a little town about 50 miles north of Kansas City Mo, running a disaster supplies/food warehouse operation. Holed up in a hotel with a small restaurant next door- the only food for 20 miles. Spent a lot of time in there and got to know this one waitress.......For the sake of protecting young Vincent's "pure-as-the-driven-snow-ivory-soap-white innocence" I will refrain from further detail. I assume she was a farmers daughter, she took me to the house one evening, and when I said how much land do you have, she said "see the horizon"? I said ya....she said "and then some." So farmers daughter got all interested in the City Boy, and bodily fluids errrr ahhhh I mean addresses were exchanged and after I went home, she came for a visit...Wanted to see the big city....Well when she saw that the combined amount of grass of all the front yards on my block equated to 1/2 of her front yard, she got a little depressed....She stayed her four days and went back to Mo.....never to be heard from again. But the memories are good!!!!

Here's what my father had to say....I know it doesnt help you much, but at least you have a little history..... "This sounds like what Oreland had in the Cs. I drove the old 703 to several fires. Centre Square's early CF had that trans behind a 237 Maxidyne. When Spicer got wind of it they told Mack "you will not ever again." It won't take the torque of a Maxidyne. I don't know how the thing held up over the life of the truck. I think that trans was originally designed for transit buses. In the 50s the PTC (now SEPTA) got a huge order of GM buses that had 4-71s and that trans or something similar to it. But I think it had some kind of air shift arrangement. I remember riding them an when it was time to upshift, the driver would lift his foot up off of the throttle. You'd hear some air hissing and the trans would go "Wham!" into direct drive. (That order of buses has quite a story of its own behind it. I don't have enough time to tell it right now.)"

Dont listen to the "Bobsey Twins" there......One thinks that all trucks should lean to the side and the other one thinks that you should be mixing oil with gas for all engines and that they need to break the sound barrier at idle........ I am going to cut and pasted your post to an email and send it to my father and see what he says, he has driven several C model mack firetrucks (707 mack gas) and might have some insight.......

I was thinking someone has been drinking way too much moonshine.....either that or they were doing the same drugs as the guy who thought up the U-Model.

Hey look at the 2-stroke scavenging blower on that thing!!!! Those useless piece of shits ARE good for something!!!!

When my dog got blasted by a skunk and ran into the house a few years back, I looked online for ways to get rid of the smell inside the house, I found one thing that said leave shallow pans of vinegar in the rooms affected for a day or two- and it worked.

Hey! I resemble that!!!!!

Leon, check your private messages.

Hmmm, yes....Good point Jim.....

I just threw up in my mouth a little

Now see- had you been driving a U-Model, the distance of the offsetness of the cab would have allowed the buzzard to gain enough altitude to clear the cab.

And Philly Girls eat the New Jersey Girls for lunch......

As long as they have been cleaned of all oil (hell thats easy, just let them run and dont add any) I'm ok with putting them into the atlantic ocean about 30-40 miles out from the coast.

Yardo has been my nickname for years. My CB handle is "Son of Sam."

Cousin Ben...Cousin Vinny.....Everyone has a relative on here 'cept me, I feel left out.....I wanna be "Uncle Yardo- The Lawn Boy Hater" Just call me "Uncle Yardo" for short....

Except maybe a good bowel movement

ugly girls and u-models need love too ya know.....just sayin....

Mark, it was not uncommon at all for Hayward F-Models to come out of the factory with big iron under the hood- hence the cut-outs in the bumpers to accomodate the bigger grills/radiators. Same idea as the early Freightliners- big horses to get over the mountains. A bunch of meatheads even put big 2-strokes in them. Me, personally I would rather have had a big Cummapart than mix oil with my gas, but thats me.

not a lawn-boy so yer not interested, huh?

It's been a while since I have seen one- but the whole cab does not lift away, it is more of a "hatch" section of the rear canopy that goes over the engine. There are probably about 2 dozen bolts going around the perimeter. Loosen the bolts and two guys can lift the hatch away.

I have the 1958 FWD Firetruck tagged (in Pa.) as an antique. I run it regularly on I-78, I-476 and SR309. Have never been pulled over. Always have the correct insurance paperwork and registration in the glove box in a plastic sleeve along with a CAT scale ticket showing the axle and gross.

next time I see you I am going to kick you in your man berries until you spit blood, and then 20 more times for good measure. Just kidding. Or maybe not......?