Cross your fingers.
Gas can hooked up. Check.
Throttle cable connected. Check.
Battery cable attached. Check.
Fingers crossed and key turned. The starter wound up and...nothing. But it sounded better than the last attempt a month ago. It sounded like it had a shot at firing.
Quickly I jump out and rotate the distributor clockwise a little.
Again at the key with fingers crossed. Starter turned but nothing. Sounded worse. Like no spark at all. Dammit man!
So I run back to the rear again and rotate counter-clockwise past the original starting point.
Crank, hit the gas, and amidst a cloud of blue smoke it comes to life.
IT's ALIVE!!! IT LIVES!!! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!
Forty years old and it gets one step closer to terrorizing motorists, once again, by driving ridiculously slow.
3 Comments:
excellent news! can't wait to see pics of it's travels!
yay!
First long trip should be in May. Have to go to Phily to attend a wedding.
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