The Shifter Saga Part 1: Screw ‘Em All.

2010
10.16

1969 Sears Screamer shifter console front isometric view

Ok, if there was ever a time to play the Superman theme, it would be now. Or I dunno, whatever kind of cool celebratory/power trip kinda theme song. ‘Coz I’ve found what I’ve been searching for—a 1969 Sears Screamer shifter console—and I’m feeling pretty darn Super.

In the introduction of my new Sears Screamer, I mentioned how everything was awesome except for the fact that it was missing a shifter console—the unique, stylish shell which beautifully wraps the shifter and parking brake assembly bolted to the frame. Man, I thought I was outta luck. I figured that it was a 40-yr.-old bike, and my chances to find a 40-yr.-old part were next to none. But after joining and posting to a reputable Muscle Bike Forum (recommended by Raleigh Ron, who has a complete, kick-ass collection of Screamers himself), I had one shipped to me in a couple of days (thanks Jax)! And I gotta tell you, it’s freakin’ awesome.

1969 Sears Screamer shifter console side view

My better half took a look at my iPhone pics this afternoon and remarked, “Dang, you took like 20 pictures of that thing. What the hell!?”

“I sure did,” I replied, nodding proudly. I couldn’t help it. I mean, lookit that thing. It’s a work of art. The lines, the contours, the classic combo of chrome and wood grain—it frakn’ rocks. 1969 was a great year.

1969 Sears Screamer shifter console - rear isometric view

The thing that gets me the most is this rear isometric view. It looks like a freakin’ spaceship! Can’t you see that thing just zooming through space? I know I’ll be as soon as I slap this bad boy on the bike.

This shifter console is like, the best thing to bring to one of those Guess What I Am? games. This would take everyone for a serious spin. C’mon, who the hell would know what it was unless he/she was a total musclebike freak? I can see it now, someone in the back going, “Oh, I know what that is (yawn). It’s a 1969 Sears Screamer shifter console. Next.”

Anyways. Like I said, I was able to get my paws on one after only a day or two of posting my request on the forum. Only catch was, it was missing all the fastening screws. So I headed over to my pop-in-law, who is definitely one of the handiest men in the universe—an electric and electronic engineer, and an all-around master of tools and hardware.

1969 Sears Screamer shifter console: Looking for screws

He broke out with a tray of screws and we began to test fit ‘em, one by one. It took some time to match up both the diameter and the threading, being super careful not to try to force anything into the holes. Keep in mind this was 40-yr.-old plastic which was already giving way in some areas, so we couldn’t rush nor take any chances.

1969 Sears Screamer shifter console: Testing new screws

We finally found some suitable screws and everything seemed to be dialed in. However he noticed some cracking in a couple of the columns which seated the screws, so he chopped up some reinforcement collars from some aluminum tubing and slipped ‘em on. That’s the thing with my suegrito…he seems to have the most random hardware solutions at his fingertips. Who the heck has lengths of aluminum tubing laying around that just so happens to fit the columns on a Sears Screamer shifter console? Dang. MacGyver all the way.

1969 Sears Screamer shifter console: Making some aluminum reinforcement collars

Here’s a couple of the collars (indicated by the red circles):

1969 Sears Screamer shifter console

Stay tuned for the next episode, where I stick the shifter with my own custom decals!

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