The New Old Tractor Gets Delivered

I'd made it a point to arrive at the farm earlier than usual as I had two appointments. One was a man to come look at the farm apartment. He came and left, but didn't rent it. Then the man from whom I'd purchased the tractor arrived with his son. They parked on the dirt road and began to unload it:

The seller was a retired dairy farmer who now fixes up and sells old tractors, both as a hobby and as a business. His son started up the tractor for him:

And backed it down the ramp:

They showed me how to operate the tractor by moving snow away from the barn door. I would, after all, have to park it in there and night was falling fast:

Then I tried it but - well, let's just say I wasn't very handy with it all. So the older man got on the tractor to show me a thing or two. Just after he'd begun, a bolt fell off of a hydraulic pump and got lost in the snow. A scramble for parts and tools ensued as they raced against the darkening sky and the bitter cold:

The tractor was a Ford 660, all refurbished and repainted. From what I've gleaned from the Internet, it might date back to the late 1950s:

Then he gave me a few pointers on moving the snow efficiently and warned me the gas tank was quite low. They said goodbye and headed back to their own farm:

I began moving snow but quite quickly the motor sputtered and I knew it was almost out of gas. I shut it off and ran into the barn for a gas can. But when I was pouring in the gas, the tractor's gas cap fell down through the motor and got lost. I gave up on moving the snow from in front of the barn door and took the tractor around to the other side of the barn where there was no snow piled. I got it indoors and parked for the night. The next morning, I found and replaced the gas cap, filled the tank with gas and started it up to charge the battery. All seemed well. I'll try it again on my next visit: