The story begins in 1991, I was just an impressionable eight year old. My father and I went out to the MSRA's "Back to the 50s" car show at the Minnesota state fair grounds, like we have every other year, before and since. Saturday, parked out on Randall and Cooper, there was a funny little white '53 Henry J, flat towed there by another '53 Henry J. The White Henry J was something special, it was an old race car powered by the drivetrain from a '63 plymouth max wedge car. An old gasser, a real piece of history. I shared my Father's enthusiasm for the car, and we stopped back several times that day in search of the owner. We never found him that day, and that was the last we saw of the car for a very long time. A buddy of mine, Shawn, worked for FedEx as a delivery driver. On his route, he delivered a box to a guy named Rich with some old cars in his front yard, 80s late models and other junk, but among them a beat up old pro-streeted Henry J. Shawn inquired if he might have any speed parts for sale. Rich Told him he had some vintage pontiac speed parts and Shawn should stop back later when he'd have time to dig through the garage. Shawn brought me down to Rich's place some time later. Rich wanted to know what kind of car stuff we did, and, not wanting to boast, we just said we did some drag racing. Rich perked up at this, and pointed over at his old pro-street Henry J, telling us that it used to run in B/Gas in and around Indiana in the 60s and 70s. He went off about how the guy he bought it from screwed it all up by building a pro-street car out of what was a neat race car. Then he went off about how in the back yard is his old A/Gas Henry J, which ran a 426 max wedge. He blew up the motor back in the 70s and never bothered to fix it. We all went digging through the cavern that is Rich's garage, and found a 389 pontiac with a 6x2 intake and a blown up 426 max wedge. In the back yard there was indeed an old race car, in fact the very car I had seen 15 years ago. I told Rich I wanted to buy his car, and he promptly refused. Shawn ended up buying the pontiac from him and we left. Shawn and I made several trips back to Rich's place to see if I could get him to sell the car. Somehow Rich and I ended up friends from all the negotiations over his car, and once I told him my plans for the car we struck a deal. I ended up coming out way ahead on this deal, I got a bitchin car and made a damn cool old buddy. I'm just going to do a few mechanical things to the car, re-engineer the front and rear suspensions and some general things. Turns out the motor might have been blown up, but the only thing that really got broke was the block, the crank, rods, pistons, heads and everything else were fine. I found a good solid industrial block to replace the original max block, and I'll put all the motor parts back on that. The tranny was built by "Hydromotive" out of chicago in the way back, and its still in great shape after 40 years, I'm not going to bother rebuilding it. The rear end is a 4.86 sure-grip 8-3/4 with big chrysler brakes. Everything about this car is pure '60s back yard, from the VW front end to the surplus seat harness. Every bit of weight that could be shaved has been; this body is flimsy as can be. The car only ever ran at US 30 in chicago starting in 1968, Rich told me he never went anyplace else with it. The first time out it was called "Hernia J", but the track made him change it to something less sugestive as they said. Branded "Tuff Enuff" it raced hard every weekend until the motor got blown up in 1972. Rich hauled it up to minnesota when he moved up here and it has been in his backyard ever since. I'm really lucky to own this piece of history, I love this car.