NSRA Mid-West
Nationals
Springfield, MO
May 27-30, 2004
Pics by Steve Hansen
 

Hi All
   I joined NSRA when I stopped dreaming about owning a ‘32 Ford Roadster, got off my behind, and started building one.  But I never had the opportunity to attend a major NSRA event. No time and no car.  All that changed the last weekend in May. NSRA held it’s Mid-West Nationals in Springfield, Missouri, and my roadster, “Hot Stuff”, came out of the trim shop.  No more excuses.  I sent in my pre-registration form and made a motel reservation.  The sun was just breaking over the horizon when I nosed “Hot Stuff” into the North bound lane of US 63 just outside of Jonesboro, 210 miles to Springfield. Good clear road. I’m off.
   Just North of West Plains, Missouri, US 63 crosses US 60 and the route to Springfield turns West.  The spot is called “Hill Billy Junction” and it’s a good place to stop and water the horses, stretch a bit, and grab a snack, a soda, or maybe a cup of coffee. I pulled off the highway and up to the gas pumps. Next to me was a familiar face and a familiar truck. Hot rod patron George Poteet had also picked the junction to stop and shake a leg. He was driving the patina truck and a friend was driving the suede ‘40 pickup with flames.  We rod talked for a few minutes and then they were off. Engine wise “Hot Stuff” was running strong.  But my steering seemed a bit soft and my new seat was, well, hard.  It took me 2 hours of steady driving to make the junction and I was hurting. I lasted an hour on the second leg and 30 minutes on the third. After eating a sandwich in a Mom and Pop country store I turned North on a country road that skirts Springfield and managed to reach my motel without having to brave the noon rush traffic. I was really beat. But the registration lines opened at 2 pm.  I got to the host hotel a little early and found myself in the middle of an impromptu car show and cruise in.  There was a lot of very fine iron there and I got a bit carried away with the camera and before I knew what happened I had snapped 50 images, about half of the capacity on my memory stick. The first car to catch my eye was George Poteet’s green ‘32 Ford Roadster.  Apparently another one of his lucky friends had trailered it up for him. I have seen this car before and it had a simple interior, aluminum kick and door panels and a seat that reminded me of the ones on the school buses I rode in as a kid. The aluminum is still there and there is more of it. A new bulkhead between the cockpit and trunk and two simple bomber style seats. Been seeing them in a lot of rods lately.  Trick.  About 6pm we started forming up for a parade to Grizzly Tools. The first 100 cars got a dash plaque and a police escort across town.  Everyone who made the trip got free hot dogs, baked beans and soda pop and a chance for some neat door prizes. The show room was open and I went in and drooled all over a vertical mill and a turret lathe and a bunch of other stuff too. I had an allowance and I had pretty much settled on a disc/belt sander combo but I also wanted to see what the vendors would have in the big hall before making a final decision.  In the morning I drove out to the fairgrounds and hooked up with some of my friends from the North East Arkansas Street Rod Association (NEASRA).  We power parked by the rest rooms. Don’t laugh. Most of us are at that age you know. It really was amazing how many rodders were there that I knew from local events. Several thanked me for sending pictures of their rides to HotRod HotLine. Nothing like a little positive feedback to keep a guy going. In fact, I used up the rest of my memory stick taking pictures of cool tin, real and also that stuff that comes out of a barrel.  As you can see, I like roadsters and I like older coupes and pickups.  Nostalgia rides catch my eye too. In fact it’s all neat. There were 2,243 registered vehicles and everyone deserved a picture here.  But I only had a 100 images and I took them as they came along.  Next year I’ll take an extra memory stick or two. One of my friends, Roger Cope recently finished a project with his son Rodney. Their ‘48 Chevy Pickup is one neat ride.  With the exception of the interior Roger and Rodney did the project, all of it, together in a two stall workshop.  When they pulled in the Meguiar’s Wax people asked them to park next to their rig. In return they got a nice selection of Meguiar products and an invitation to do it again at the Nationals.  Check out the pictures. Another car that deserves a bit of recognition here is the ‘32 Ford full fendered roadster I spotted sporting an original Ardun overhead valve conversion and Weber carbs. The gent that owns it has had the rod since the ‘50’s and it has been driven, with Ardun power, through all of the lower 48 states.  Now that is my kind of hot rodding.  When I got back to the motel I checked “Hot Stuff” out. The soft steering needed attention and I found the problem pretty quick. I was running a junk yard Vega box that I had rebuilt with new seals and fresh grease. And the grease was running out of the box.  So much for my Grizzly disc/belt sander.  Saturday I hit the vendors hard.  After talking with the Flaming River reps I purchased one of their new manufacture Vega replacement boxes.  One of their dealers gave me a good price and I even had enough “allowance bucks” left over to buy some stainless hardware and a subscription to one of the main line magazines. I was hoping to find someone at the fairgrounds with a rod end pickle fork and an electric drill motor and 7/16 bit. No luck. I discussed my dilemma with Doug White, the owner of Show Me Rod and Custom.  Doug sold me my roadster body and he’s a straight shooter and all around good guy.  He offered to help. Sunday morning I got up at 5:30 am and drove to his shop 30 or so miles South of Springfield. He met me around 7 am and we went to work. I was back in Springfield and eating breakfast by 8:30 am. Thanks Doug!  Most of my NEASRA buddies left Sunday morning.  There was a rumor of rain and baseball sized hail and they did not want to be caught out and unprotected.  I stayed for the awards ceremony. And yes, it did rain right after the pickup truck was given away.  Lasted about 15 minutes.  No hail.  And then the sun came out and dried the roads.  I stayed in Springfield Sunday night and motored home on Monday. The steering was much improved and I had a blast negotiating the twists and turns in the Ozarks.  Hope I haven’t bored you with all this. Who am I kidding.  If you were bored by my little story you are already halfway through the pictures.  Enjoy..... Steve!!!

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George Poteet's Flamed '40.

George Poteet's F1.

George Poteet's Flamed '40.

George Poteet's F1.

George Poteet's Green Roadster.

Interior of Green Roadster.

George Poteet's Green Roadster.

Interior of Green Roadster.

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