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This Radically Simple 1972 Chevy C10 Has A Few Unsimple Surprises

Chevys aren’t the only type of vehicles on Mark Hollie’s list of favorite rides. Neither are classic trucks. Both just happen to be high on that list. Mark has been building, buying, and driving cool cars and trucks for more than 30 years, and his lifetime collection of Bowtie haulers has included 1951, 1953, and 1966 pickups, among others.

His most recent classic Chevy advances him forward in time to 1972 and this custom C10. If you squint it looks tame—but you don’t have to look hard to see a few outward clues hinting that the powder blue and white paint might be covering up a high-performance personality.

The truck was already finished when Mark discovered it in Atlanta. He told his friend Steve Green about it first. It was newly finished with only 160 miles on the rebuild, and Green was impressed by the attention to detail and by how well it had been built. Green brought the truck from Georgia to Texas and it eventually ended up in Mark’s garage in Montgomery, Texas.

Due to the fact that the C10 was finished before Mark got it, he doesn’t know everything about its heritage. And because it was finished earlier, there were things he wanted to change—either because of personal preference or because of every gearhead’s desire to add his own personality to his or her ride.

As you can see, the exterior sheetmetal has been stripped of everything that would distract from the design of the lines—including trim, badging, mirrors, wipers—right down to bumper guards and bolts. The cab itself is factory steel. Classic Industries was the source of a lot of the replacement tin, including the brand-new hood, fenders, and bed. Even the smoothed tailgate forwards the clean, smooth style. The distinctive paint color is Nassau Blue, set off by a cream white top.

The wheels and tires follow that same style. The Ridler 645 wheels are an updated version of classic five-spokes that have been popular forever. They look both contemporary and old school at the same time. The 20-inch diameter fills out the wheelwells real well, and the mildly glossy gray paint and polished lips go well with the lowkey paint on the rest of Mark’s truck. Nitto NT420S radials, measuring 255/40R20 in front and 285/40R20 in the rear, wrap the Ridlers, leaving a wide footprint—one of those clues to the C10’s true identity.

The cowl hood is another clue. Lift that hood and you’ll catch an eyeful of the impressive engine underneath. Mark replaced the Chevy 383 that came with the truck. Taking its place is another Chevy small-block built for beauty and muscle. Mark’s friends expected him to go with an LS engine, but he says he’s “old school.” The carbureted powerplant he chose instead starts with a 406ci short block from Scott Shafiroff Race Engines, using a Dart block and aluminum cylinder heads. Air and fuel are fed through a Holley 750 Ultra 4V carburetor atop an Edelbrock intake manifold. Shorty headers draw out exhaust. Borla mufflers provide a mellow tone that gets a little more aggressive when the electronic exhaust cutouts are deployed. The appearance is beautiful and clean; Mark told us he worked hard to figure out how to route the wires out of sight. All fasteners have been replaced with ARP fasteners. Mark equipped the 1966 TH400 transmission with a Gear Vendor overdrive unit to improve its driver friendliness with a system that could handle the power from the 406. The column-shifted trans is paired with a 3,000-stall B&M torque converter.

Underneath, you’ll find the stock framerails, C-notched to contribute to the lowered stance. The frontend has been beefed up with tubular A-arms, spindles, and coilovers from Classic Performance Products. In the rear, the 3.73:1 gears spin in the GM 12-bolt, suspended with QA1 shocks and leaf springs. Wilwood disc brakes are visible through the wheels. As with the engine compartment, and every other corner of the C10, a lot of attention was paid to the appearance of the undercarriage as well as to the performance. Everything from front to rear was painted or powdercoated.

The cab interior is finished in various shades of brown and tan to contrast with the exterior colors. The custom-molded dash is almost radically simple. On the left, a full set of AutoMeter Old Tyme White gauges were installed minus an instrument panel—it doesn’t get cleaner than that. On the right, the glovebox was eliminated entirely. In between are the controls for the Vintage Air A/C system, with louvers installed at opposite ends. An aftermarket banjo steering wheel is mounted on a stock column with a billet shifter handle. The audio system includes a Kenwood stereo with Bluetooth technology. Two billet knobs are added to the lower dash on the driver side. The righthand knob is the light switch, the left side knob is the ignition key. Brown leather with tan inserts covers the door panels and custom seats of unknown origin. The buckets are separated by a leather-covered cup holder/armrest.

Mark and his wife, Gina, have a few vehicles to choose to enjoy in their free time. There are a couple more currently in the works—a 1966 Chevy II and a 1971 C10. For now, the C10 is the ride of choice—whether it’s for local car shows, an afternoon cruise down the streets of Montgomery, or a ride down the highway to the annual Lone Star Throwdown in Conroe, Texas, where the C10 was a hit with spectators. Classic Trucks photographer Joseph Dowling is a Texan himself and spotted Mark and Gina’s 1972 C10 at the Throwdown where he took these photos so you could enjoy it too.

1972 Chevy C10 Mark Hollie

CHASSIS Frame: 1971 Chevy, stock, C-notched Rearend / Ratio: 1972 GM 12-bolt, Moser axle / 3.73:1, Auburn limited slip Rear Suspension: QA1 shocks and leaf springs Rear Brakes: Wilwood disc brakes Front Suspension: Classic Performance Products tubular A-arms, spindles, and coilovers Front Brakes: Wilwood disc brakes Front Wheels: Ridler 645 20×8 Rear Wheels: Ridler 645 20×10 Front Tires: Nitto NT420S 255/40R20 Rear Tires: Nitto NT420S 285/40R20 Gas Tank: 18-gallon tank

DRIVETRAIN Engine: Scott Shafiroff Race Engines 406 small-block, I-beam rods, Probe pistons Carburetor: Holley 750 Ultra Intake Manifold: Edelbrock Endurashine Air Gap Ignition: MSD Valve Covers: Chevrolet Headers: Shorty headers Exhaust: Custom with cutouts Mufflers: Borla Transmission: 1966 GM TH400 transmission with Gear Vendor overdrive Torque Converter: B&M 3,000 stall

BODY Style: 1972 Chevy C10 Modifications: Shaved trim, filled seams Fenders: Classic Industries Hood: Classic Industries, cowl Grille: Stock Painter: Unknown Paint: Nassau Blue, white Bed: Factory, Mar-K tailgate, oak floor panels, stainless steel strips Headlights / Taillights: 1972 Chevy C10 Glass: Good Guys Bumpers: Stock, smoothed

INTERIOR Dashboard: Custom dash Gauges: AutoMeter Old Tyme White Steering Wheel: Aftermarket banjo wheel Steering Column: Stock Seats: Unknown Upholstery Material / Color: Leather / Brown and tan Carpet / Color: Wool / Light brown Air Conditioning: Vintage Air Sound System: Kenwood, Bluetooth enabled

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Hey today was one fuck of a day!!!

Idk if I should bitch about it first or talk about yesterday, cuz yesterday was pretty good. But damn. Today just fucking sucks. I think I will do that first cuz ending with happy thoughts sounds like a better idea. And I gotta get this off my chest.

So we went to biolife yesterday and couldn't donate, so we both loaded up on iron and tried again today. Nothing. Both of us got turned away for one point below safe iron levels. Idk how?? I usually have good luck with donating, only if I haven't eaten enough I get turned away, but I had plenty of food in the prior 24 hours, ate a bowl of toasty-o's (80% daily iron value???) Which usually does the trick but nah. A wasted trip up to point, planned on coming home with $50 in gas money but NOPE. Now I'm down to 13 (?) on my biolife card and $75 to my name otherwise. That's it. That's all I got. So much for getting my shit sorted out in 2k18 cuz I am waaaaaaaaaaay behind on that plan. I have money coming from uncle Tim and Kathy, plus 2 art commissions I need to kick my ass into gear for, so I'll be ok but FUCK man. It's fucking July in a week and I'm STILL fucking scraping by

And I am PISSED at Sharon but I don't know how to tell her cuz I've been trained out of being confrontational my entire life and I don't wanna lose my damn job cuz she's been an absolute bitch lately. But I'm STILL getting half fucking paychecks cuz I guess I'm still paying off the forwarded money from this winter, I wasn't aware this would be going halfway the fuck into summer, I've drained my savings paying bills and fixing my fucking car I have next to nothing left. I can't buy food. I can't buy alcohol to cope, I can't do literally anything cuz I'm motherfucking broke. I was supposed to have money saved up to take the cats to the vet, get my motorcycle liscence and start looking for a bike, save money for a road trip this fall, but fuck ALL of that cuz I'm cruzing through the year by skin of my teeth.

And the big kicker, the motherfucking cherry on top, I haven't been getting my full 40 each week. Sharon has some kind of crisis going on that she's watching her money, so I missed 5 hours last week cuz she didn't have anything for me to do??? Bull fucking SHIT there is SO MUCH that needs to be done around that fucking place but she sent me home. ON TOP OF cutting my summer hours from 10/day to 9.5 to 9.75. Which isn't a huge change but really???? Just. WHY.

And I also mentioned she's been damn near unbearable all year so far, everything I thought she wanted from me is flipped now. I started clocking in right from the start 5 mins early. Cuz she specifically sat me down and told me last year she hated me being there on the dot, that I could punch in 5 mins early. Well now I guess I clock out early too, "just in case you go over time". Which is easy enough to fucking fix, just clock out sooner next day BUT WHATEVER. IDFK SHARON.

And I didn't say anything when she first told me this shit cuz I can't process information that fast and what it means on my end so I just agree on the spot and fuck myself over.

SO. I went into work today an hour later by her request, after a whole morning of low key panicking about money and doing the nasty ass dishes. She left almost immediately after showing me what to clean up by the big garage, and after I washed the rtv I fucked off and sat in the office with Holly for an hour. Cuz I needed someone to talk to, just bs with and not anything important. And it was pretty good. I had developed a migraine on the way home from point and chilling out in the office helped it. I spent the next 7 hours weed whacking the shit outta the mess around the big garage, pulling water line tubing from the matted grass, and organizing the trash into a burn pile and pick up pile. It sped time along really fast actually, and I was actually pretty ok for most of the day, aside from itchy, sweaty and frustrated. I cleaned the bathrooms at 10 and sat around wasting time for a bit to push my time to midnight to make the most out of my night, and on the walk back to put my shit away 2 things happened.

1st Sharon texted me at 11:40 asking if I was still cleaning bathrooms. Fucking yes, I have til midnight and I came in late, I'm not going over time in anyway ffs.

2nd one of Rome's buddies caught me on my way past and asked me over for a shot of his long island iced tea, which ofc I accepted. It was good, I haven't had hard liquor in so long it was actually really good. He asked what I was up to and told me about how Sharon busted them last night at 1am having fun in the camper. Cuz it was past "quiet time". On a Friday night, really Sharon? God, no fun allowed. He offered me a ride back to put my cleaning shit away, and I mentioned that I had to clock out and head home. Immediately after getting in my car I thought wtf, I should've made better conversation?? Like, at least act like I would hang around if they invited me, cuz I totally would, I've been so socially deprived lately it's not even funny. But I didnt??? I just was like....ya...I'm headed home. And he didn't push, but like. Idk. It all boils down to I have a paranoia about my image at the campground. As stupid as that sounds. But I'm literally always doing manual labor, usually focused on a job or have headphones as earplugs in so I can't talk (not that Sharon would let me anyway) and I leave right after I clock out cuz no one invites me over cuz I don't talk to anyone. Like I feel like my presence there isn't impacting literally anyone, I'm just the Employee That Does Work and that's it. And this paranoia was cemented recently when I finally followed the Facebook page, saw how often she updates and all the pics and videos she uses have like, Bill and Holly and other campers in them, she was showing off the jump pad and stuff and like...that wouldn't be there without me. I spent days digging the fucking trench for the electric line by hand, AFTER clearing the field and leveling the plot. AND I helped roll it out and set it up. Like idk I feel like I do all the hard work but don't get to join in any of the fun? And it just feels really shitty when none of your work is acknowledged. And going back to my intial(?) point, I'm so socially deprived and downright //lonely//. And I feel bad saying it cuz Hope and I live together, we're literally always sharing space together but I feel like I have no one else. Kenzie's barely existing being dragged down by work and money stress, I try to stay in close touch but it's hard. And out of this circle? Nothing. Kenzie has Dan and her coworkers to talk to, Hope is constantly on discord talking to the chat there, she tells me all about that. And I have...no one else. I message my sisters frequently but they're both insanely busy. I'm seeing Nikki and Cassy on Wednesday to help them move, but despite Nikki and I really hitting it off we don't actually talk regularly and that kinda makes me sad. But I'm conflicted there too, I'll rant in another post about that.

And idk. I'm just so. Genuinely. Lonely. I have no one to go see (not that I'd have the fucking time lmao) no one to talk to, starting new aquaintenceships is exhausting as all hell, and when I'm not around Hope I'm alone with my own thoughts. I've always been a loner, I'm comfortable in my own company and I can have fun by myself...but it's really taking a toll on me. Especially since Hope and kenzie seem like they can't keep up with me. I'm ready to do almost anything, anytime, but Hope needs several days' warning to do anything big and kenzies always tired. We managed a friend day out a couple weeks ago, we went out to Rabbit rock and I could've explored and climbed for another 2 hours, but their legs hurt and it was hot out, and they headed back to the car while I was still on the rock. There was plenty of daylight left and I would've loved to visit the woods or go hang at the lake, but we ended up heading back home and chilling at the apartment. Which was fine. I wasn't mad or anything, I just wanted more outside time. I miss the excitement, the sense of adventure. Kenzie and I made it out to the woods once this spring, and we didn't even wander. We just drove out to scope out the trails and left. And it's getting so hard to hang out in general, our work schedules never align and we're all broke af. I'm so exausted. I'm sick and tired of working our asses off but not getting ahead. We're all fucking behind yet despite all our efforts, it's just not good enough.

I came home tonight with all these thoughts knocking around in my head and doing all I could to hold back tears. Immediately grabbed my 2 beers from the fridge and got in the shower, tried to relax myself and drown out some of the panic, but it's not feeling like it's working. I'm just mildly dizzy Andy headaches coming back from crying. Idk what to do anymore. I have plans for once in my life but even the simplest goals are continuously just out of reach. I tell myself to just keep rolling with it, try to build momentum and you'll get there eventually. But I'm so far from making any headway. I'm keeping my head up but it's getting so, so hard....