Rodders Journal - Preservation Project

Continuing our tradition of capturing new and old rod and custom icons in baremetal, Bill Ganahl paused his restoration of the Pierson Brothers’ famous chopped ’36 Ford three-window so that we could photograph it in our studio. The coupe was immortalized on the cover of Hot Rod Magazine in 1948, and it further emphasized that sleek customs weren’t “all show and no go” when it turned 140mph on the dry lakes two years later. In the decades that followed, it bounced from owner to owner, ultimately being updated into a nicely appointed street rod. Then in 2010, it was purchased by New Jersey hot rodder Jim Bobowski who has commissioned its restoration it to its former glory. Pat Ganahl tells the story in issue #63, and provides insight into the work that’s been completed by his son Bill at his South City Rod & Custom shop.

1941 Ford Pickup - Honey of a Half-Ton Revisited … Again

If you know much, if anything, about the Nicholas Lepesh 41 Ford pickup, you may know its one constant the fact that there was no constant when it came to the trucks signature exterior look. With that said, what many people recall the truck looking like is completely different than what others may remember. From its initial conception under Nicks tutelage til the day it was relinquished post-mortem to current caretaker Dave Pozzi, the 41 has gone through many a cosmetic makeover, each as notable as the next.

Lost Hot Rods II - The Lepesh Pickup

When my son, Bill, called me from his shop in South San Francisco to tell me that a customer had brought him a 1941 Ford pickup that had recessed canted quad headlights, sculpted running boards, a rolled rear pan with custom taillights, and that it had been in shows in the Bay Area in the early 1960s, I was naturally very interested. The headlights reminded me of Dave Cunningham, candy-red Forty, but that was a sedan.

1941 Graham Hollywood - Rare Breed

Approximately 1,400 of these cars were produced in 1940, and 400 in 1941. Phil Linhares has had a '41 Graham Hollywood on his mind since he was 14 years old-more precisely, when a straight-piped, dirty white Graham happened to cruise by him on Virginia Avenue when he was growing up in Modesto, California. From that point in time, he knew someday he'd own one.