I bought this roller at the Portland, Indiana meet in 2013. I've never come across a suitable flathead engine for it so it has just been sitting gathering dust. My son recently sat a late model Briggs OHV engine in it and thought it could be made to work so I thought it would make a good Build Off project.
There is a story behind each of the stuffed animals. The dog, "Fuzzy," is over 70 years old. It was in the well worn condition in the photo and had been retired to a spot on the toy shelf by the time I had memory. It supposedly was my first toy and my favorite. My mother had sewn the buttons on for eyes after the original ones were lost. I hadn't seen Fuzzy for over 50 years until I was cleaning out the house after my Mother died. She had kept Fuzzy and a couple of my other toys all these years.
When I told my son what the mystery object was he went upstairs and brought down the cat, not knowing that I had intended to use Fuzzy. The cat is 27 years old and came from the Fischer-Price factory when they were still in Murray, Kentucky. It was given to my son by a friend that worked there. He rescued it from the scrap bin. It was supposed to talk but didn't and had been scrapped. Since my son will probably end up helping me some I put his cat in the picture also.
There is a story behind each of the stuffed animals. The dog, "Fuzzy," is over 70 years old. It was in the well worn condition in the photo and had been retired to a spot on the toy shelf by the time I had memory. It supposedly was my first toy and my favorite. My mother had sewn the buttons on for eyes after the original ones were lost. I hadn't seen Fuzzy for over 50 years until I was cleaning out the house after my Mother died. She had kept Fuzzy and a couple of my other toys all these years.
When I told my son what the mystery object was he went upstairs and brought down the cat, not knowing that I had intended to use Fuzzy. The cat is 27 years old and came from the Fischer-Price factory when they were still in Murray, Kentucky. It was given to my son by a friend that worked there. He rescued it from the scrap bin. It was supposed to talk but didn't and had been scrapped. Since my son will probably end up helping me some I put his cat in the picture also.
