No not the rusty 1/4 elliptic type, the "boidies choipin" in the trees type.
After 6 months of endless rain that would have driven a Seattle native to suck
on a shotgun, the sun is out and its 70 degrees.
I drove bugsy to work yesterday and today, and life is good again. I'd
forgotten how big a difference there is between a 948 and a turbo 1275. I
left little black chirps on the pavement all day yesterday until I got my
right foot retrained. Now I have to ease up at the end of the on-ramp to
merge instead of standing on the gas and praying for a sucker to give me a
break.
Extra good news is that the junkyard block only needed one sleeve to support a
set of 60 overs. If I get the motor together in time, I might bring the A35
to Bustercluster just for the novelty. Then I could park it nearby and it
could be our mobile 200W tune generator. To quote Monty Python, "Bring out
your "Dead!".
Glen
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