1966 Chevy P/U 283cid 3 in the tree longbed wood floor. The fuel tank was in the cab with me! I got it when I was 17, it had been my Dads, hadn't run in years and he gave it to me if I could make it run. That old Chevy just needed a tune up, some carb adjustments etc. It was green with white trim. bone stock. It ran fine for a couple years, except for the points sticking occasionally, and me running the battery dead running the radio at the lake.
One day it developed a rattle, and me being the newbie I was, I thought the motor was toast. I let my brother talk me in to selling it to a friend of his for next to nothing. He was doing me a "favor" getting it off of my hands. His friend did a valve job, that fixed the rattle, and drove the truck another few years. I never saw it again. Wish I had my old truck often, but hey family is family, right?