check the brakes. most old folk ride the hell outta them.......
That takes me back. My mom's brother had an early 50's Chev pickup. He never drove over 35 mph and had well over 200k on it. Dad rode with him from ID to CA in it one time...35 mph clear across NV if you can imagine. Wagon trains were faster. Anyway, when he died, Mom's other brother got it. He noticed right away that the brakes weren't working right. They were still the originals. They were long past being worn out. The shoe metal was down to paper thin and the drums were ready to break.
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