My 34 ALL-STEEL Fordor Sedan was quite an undertaking.  I picked it up from an Encinitas fire fighter who finally decided he knew just enough about building a car to completely destroy it.  The very tired 283 and 350 trans was held in place with plumbers tape, as was the rear end.  I actually drove it home to Vista where the engine and trans broke free from the plumbers tape and landed on my garage floor.  The car was completely disassembled, the original chassis cut apart and reworked, all wiring and plumbing replaced.   This is where I discovered the extent of aftermarket suppliers.  Eighteen months later, after replacing almost everything and turning my garage into a paint booth, the car was on the street where I drove it everywhere.  It was a no frills car… no air or heat, no radio and power nothing… and the back seat was limo size.  White is great for hiding all those imperfections.  I eventually sold the car for a bit more than I had invested.  Last I heard, the car is cruising the streets of Los Angeles.