At 06:59 AM 1/25/97 EST, you wrote:
>>>My solution has been to ask at the local technical school- there are
>literally hundreds of young folk out there trying to learn a trade such
>as welding and will jump at the chance of a "real" project to tackle.
>They will almost always do it with great enthusiasm and diligence and i'd
>much rather spend the money that way than on the surley bastard who still
>hasnt aligned my door!! (wont get into that now - hehe)
>I suggest you look into this, I have really enjoed collaborations with
>kids like this and heck, we may even create afew enthusiasts!!
>mike robson<<
I agree with this, but. . .
Many moons ago, when I was maybe 20 or so, I had a friend who was taking
nightly auto repair classes at the community college. He prevailed upon me
to let him take the B (with which he and I traded ownership for a decade or
so, but that's another story) to their shop for a free oil change and
tune-up. He thought it would be nice to expose the good ol' boys to some
fine British craftsmanship. I wait around, watching them work, looking at
some of the other stuff they've got about, listening to the, "Two
batteries?" "Positve ground on this sucker." "What? Carbs?" "More legroom
than I'd a thought." "Bet this handles." Eventually everything is done and I
head home.
At home I get out of the car I notice the smell of burning oil. Not strong
but. . .wait, there is a trail of oil behind the car! I check the oil level
-- low. Very low. I look under car, oil all over filter canister. I top up
with oil and drive back to college. It was easy to get back, I just followed
the oil trail. They have pinched the canister seal and burred it and thus it
cannot be stopped leaking. B has to sit over night so they can get another
gasket from autostore in morning. Ah well, it was free, and the tune up part
went well!:>
Michael, New Bern, NC
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