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UPDATE: The part from Danny arrived today and was quickly installed. The main problem is resolved , but it needs a good carb tuning. I am getting some backfires in the exhaust (have I sprouted an exhaust leak? ) and the idle seems to go up to 1500 on occasion, even if the throttle linkage is disconnected . It idles kind of roughly as well . Still, it drives fine once over 2000 and really isn't too awful bad below that. If the idle was more stable it would be easier to tune the carbs. I have it good enough to take to Cars and Coffee tomorrow, so there's that . Maybe in the afternoon I can dial it in better than I could today. I will also recheck timing.

 

Ron, Lane knows whereof he speaks.

 

When this problem is finally receding comfortably in his rear-view mirror, he will start to notice a funny squeak he's fairly sure wasn't there before. There will be uncertainty, then doubt, then quiet determination to find the cause.

 

And that will be followed by an oil leak. And then some pulling to the left in the steering. And then the headlights will start flickering - but only when the turn signal is on.

 

But that all serves a purpose. It makes truly rare and memorable those perfect days on a deserted country road, when the sun is shining and the birds are singing, and when the temperature gauge never drifts above half-way.

 

It's conquering the demons that lets us better savor the good times. It's part of what these cranky old cars are all about. They must be driven well just to stay on the road. And they must be made to run right or they won't. It's what driving a sports car was all about 60 years ago.

 

Call it madness if you like, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

 

 

 

 

Originally Posted by Sacto Mitch . . . . 2013 VS:

... It's conquering the demons that lets us better savor the good times. It's part of what these cranky old cars are all about. They must be driven well just to stay on the road. And they must be made to run right or they won't. It's what driving a sports car was all about 60 years ago.

 

Call it madness if you like, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

 

Just when I think I'm the only one, I find somebody else who gets it. You sir, are the man.

I'm paraphrasing here, but Stan, you said something some time ago about modern cars not capturing the essence of driving or being connected with the road, and that's what these cars are all about; if this makes us dinosaurs, then it looks like I'm in good company...

 

And don't worry Ron, if we keep the philosophical babble up we'll hit 20 pages EASY!

 

Oh; and what Mitch said too...

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Thanks all, for the 'likes' and replies.

 

And good news, Lane. Soon you will have forgotten all about this problem and will have happily moved on to the next.

 

This thread reminds me of other stories but I can't remember where I found them.

 

A long, narrative tale of many numbered chapters, written by many hands. It tells of plague and pestilence, of tortured, seemingly pointless wandering for forty days and forty nights, of a man being tested to his limits.

 

In the end, the protagonist is almost to the promised land, but still may not get to drive due to bad weather. It's a tale that teaches the rest of us lessons about whatsoever doth matter in life.

 

Maybe it was a Woody Allen movie.

 

 

 

Originally Posted by Sacto Mitch . . . . 2013 VS:

 

Thanks all, for the 'likes' and replies.

 

And good news, Lane. Soon you will have forgotten all about this problem and will have happily moved on to the next.

 

This thread reminds me of other stories but I can't remember where I found them.

 

A long, narrative tale of many numbered chapters, written by many hands. It tells of plague and pestilence, of tortured, seemingly pointless wandering for forty days and forty nights, of a man being tested to his limits.

 

In the end, the protagonist is almost to the promised land, but still may not get to drive due to bad weather. It's a tale that teaches the rest of us lessons about whatsoever doth matter in life.

 

Maybe it was a Woody Allen movie.

 

 

 

Reminds me of Vanishing Point, but in the end the guy does get to the promised land, with the help of a huge bulldozer.

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