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Mazda Projects \ Billy's 1990 B2600I Build ThreadBilly's 1990 B2600I Build Thread
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b2600bomber
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Here are the pics of the rear done. I've found another set of wheels I'm trading mine for from h0tr0d thanks again buddy you're a life saver! I'm gonna try to get some more things done today hopefully so I should have another update this evening. Everybody have a good day and be safe...
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b2600bomber
+1y
Well the rain has screwed me for the past couple days but I just got home from trading the 16's to h0tr0d for a set of chrome 15" pathfinders. Thanks again man. Getting ready to go out and put two on the front and see how they look. I've got to get another tire before I can put the rears on but that will give me something to do this week.
b2600bomber
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Finally got an update worth posting about. Started on my link setup this evening and got the uppers tacked together. I also got my compressor, valves, tank, and switch box in. I should be getting my bags in sometime next week and by then I should have the truck ready to install them. Ignore the crappy looking welds they are getting tig welded monday when the machine shop opens.
b2600bomber
+1y
I started Z'ing the back of my frame last night and got everything welded up and truck back on the ground. I still need to clean everything up and remount the gas tank properly. I should have it finished this evening and will try to get some more pics...
Getting everything ready...
Getting everything ready...
b2600bomber
+1y
A fellow minitrucker and a friend of mine just posted this on facebook and I am rolling laughing because it is so bad ass!!!!!
Twas the night before Christmas and out in the shop, grinding was heard cause there was a fresh truck to chop.
The floorboard was marked by a sharpee with care , and hopes that filler plates soon would be there. . Dad in his old coat and I in a backwards ball cap, had just settled in for some work, a whole boatload of crap.
When all of a sudden I heard air let out, I ran out the shop to see what it was all about. Away to the driveway I ran like the wind, when I saw a bodydropped Mazda I about jumped in. The sweet kandy paint shined like fresh powder snow, it was tuckin half a 20 dang it was low. When what to my eyes did appear but A bag full of toys and a Fat minitrucker with beer.
He was a big old dude with a bunch of tattoos, one I saw said Bags, Bodydrops and Brews. I thought to myself, dude what the hell? This dude has a sick truck but he's fat and he smells. He asked me if I was a minitrucker and I said yeah, so, I asked if he was Santa and he said Hell yeah and who wants to know. I said I do so wheres youre sleigh and youre deer, he said that shit was a lie and rolling without a mini was queer.
He then looked at his mini with no kinda shame and noted it mods but It was hella phat so I couldnt blame. 5 lugg conversion and a bodydrop some chrome 20s and a chop top. all shaved out slick with suicide doors and sick kandy paint, and a all sheetmetal dash that about made me faint.
Now the fat minitrucker said go to the shop and get youre skinny ass back to work, then he fired up his mini and drug out my driveway like a jerk. As I watched in amazement right before I began to cry I watched him lay it out in front of the shop and the sparks began to fly. He looked in his billet rearview as he adjusted it right and screamed Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good night.
Twas the night before Christmas and out in the shop, grinding was heard cause there was a fresh truck to chop.
The floorboard was marked by a sharpee with care , and hopes that filler plates soon would be there. . Dad in his old coat and I in a backwards ball cap, had just settled in for some work, a whole boatload of crap.
When all of a sudden I heard air let out, I ran out the shop to see what it was all about. Away to the driveway I ran like the wind, when I saw a bodydropped Mazda I about jumped in. The sweet kandy paint shined like fresh powder snow, it was tuckin half a 20 dang it was low. When what to my eyes did appear but A bag full of toys and a Fat minitrucker with beer.
He was a big old dude with a bunch of tattoos, one I saw said Bags, Bodydrops and Brews. I thought to myself, dude what the hell? This dude has a sick truck but he's fat and he smells. He asked me if I was a minitrucker and I said yeah, so, I asked if he was Santa and he said Hell yeah and who wants to know. I said I do so wheres youre sleigh and youre deer, he said that shit was a lie and rolling without a mini was queer.
He then looked at his mini with no kinda shame and noted it mods but It was hella phat so I couldnt blame. 5 lugg conversion and a bodydrop some chrome 20s and a chop top. all shaved out slick with suicide doors and sick kandy paint, and a all sheetmetal dash that about made me faint.
Now the fat minitrucker said go to the shop and get youre skinny ass back to work, then he fired up his mini and drug out my driveway like a jerk. As I watched in amazement right before I began to cry I watched him lay it out in front of the shop and the sparks began to fly. He looked in his billet rearview as he adjusted it right and screamed Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good night.