After roadtripping this luxurious beast from North Ga for The Challenge I got a few thread requests, so I present the ultimate road sofa:
This is my 1978 Ford LTD Landau with a Mercedes OM617 Turbodiesel swap. I'm going to give a quick rundown of the buildup of the car and hopefully continue to update the thread as I do more roadtrips and more driveability improvements.
I had just graduated college and decided the best way to spend my couple months of adult money was to buy the cheapest and most ridiculous vehicle I could impulse purchase on Marketplace. I got the vision of cruising down a long highway with a bunch of my friends in an absurdly large bench seat car. It was a vague idea of some quintessential American experience that died long before I came around, but that I had always seen romanticized in media and wanted to experience while I was still young and willing to drive really crappy cars cross country. A fictional vehicle that encapsulates a fabricated vibe somewhere between That 70s Show, Fear & Loathing, and Big Lebowski. Never having been into American cars and intending to do some undetermined obscure engine swap on whatever chassis I got, year or make/model were irrelevant, just whatever ostentatious listing capable of driving home made me smile first.
I purchased the car in Middle Tennessee last summer. When my roommate sent the listing for the LTD, I was immediately drawn in by the perfect patina, plush green interior, and the previous owner doing the dirty work of replacing the old gas tank and getting it running with a new carb. The car was one family and had been parked for about 20 years. It was put back on the road by a young member of the family who remembered everyone piling into the big boat to deliver newspapers around town each morning for many years. After a quick sunset first drive around the farm roads, I knew this was the experience I was missing in my life. We payed under Challenge price for the car, and I captained it 2 hours back to Nashville.
I cruised, and broke down, around town a handful of times over the next couple months. It was fun to tinker with carb tuning and go for 6 person test drives whenever friends came over, but I'm not a magician and had no interest in learning the archaic technologies. Ultimately, the old V8 was tired and I had little interest in rebuilding a peak gas crisis boat anchor, so we pulled all 4.5 tons of smog equipment and the V8 that was attached to it. I wanted the drivetrain to go to someone who would use it, so I found a local concrete company who needed the core for the refresh on one of their older trucks. (That last anecdote about the engine going to a good home is to help sooth any American V8 purists who's heart skipped a beat or considered clicking away after the last paragraph)
The car sat in my landlord's driveway for the next many months, acting as a workbench, patio furniture, and a great nap spot out of the sun when working outside.