Picked up a vacuum gauge this week and checked the carb this morning. So easy to do – now I’m really ticked off that I paid someone to do this and they apparently did nothing. Getting a constant 20″ Hg at idle, purring like a kitten (lion cub perhaps more applicable) at only about 450rpm. All it took was to richen her up a little. Took her out for a spin. More responsive, more eager to spin the wheels in low gear. I found myself holding my breath occasionally which is definitely where I want to be. Still work to do; new cam, new heads, but it’s a world of difference already.
Well, that’s pretty much what it felt like when I took her out this morning having adjusted the timing. I never felt that she was running right – started well, idled well, accelerated OK, but just didn’t have the ‘go’ that I expected from a 5.8L V8.
So I ordered a timing light that was compatible with the MSD ignition system, stuck the timing sticker on the harmonic balancer, and went to work.
It was so far out I’m surprised the car even ran. From 10 degrees retarded to 12 degrees advanced – what a difference. It’s like driving a new car! Still want engine work done, but this is a great start.
While wiping the car down in preparation for the Beacon car show tomorrow, I discovered that the driver’s side headlight was loose. A common problem in that the small metal brackets used to hold the lens in place snap. Removed the lens and, sure enough, snapped brackets.
Decided to fix both sides.
I doubled up – made new brackets from a sheet of aluminium and also put a bead of clear silicone around the lens. Should be good for …. ever.
Light back in, prior to reattaching the chrome ring.
When I originally bought my Roadster kit it was to be my 40th birthday present to myself. Now, here I am, 10 years on and just past my 50th birthday. She’s not painted and far from finished, but road legal and have 1,600 miles on her in the last year or so.
Took a ride up to Lime Rock Park – an hour away. Need to go and watch some racing there at some point in the future.
Another car show, this one as local as local could possibly be – GPS said 4 minutes from home. No awards but plenty of interest in the car, many people having their picture taken with it. And no car show is complete without offering at least one young future car nut their chance to get a photo in the driver’s seat.
Parked in between two 2017 Mustangs – a Roush and a 727HP Richard Petty. Nice cars – far more sensible and understated than the monstrosity last weekend!
A free Saturday, so my son and I took the 30 minute drive to Cortland Manor to a convalescent home that was having a fall festival and classic car show.
I wasn’t expecting much – it was mostly an excuse to take the car out. I wasn’t disappointed – all of 12 cars! We parked up next to a 2015 Mustang that was decked out in neon LEDs, every surface airbrushed with skulls, ‘dedications’ to Paul Walker, and boasting of 1000HP. Oh, and don’t forget the lambo doors – always a crowd pleaser. When the crowd consists of 8 year olds.
Not my cup of tea but each to his own.
There was a prize awarded for ‘peoples’ choice’. Apparently we got 3 votes! I wasn’t expecting any – I turn up at these things having not even wiped the dust off the car and all around me people are waxing up and blowing off that final dust dot and errant fingerprint.
Not unsurprisingly, with a large turnout of 8 year old boys, the Mustang won the popular vote. The ensuing conversation from the other entrants with their 1960s cars was nothing short of hilarious – “Excuse me miss – it says this is a classic car show. How is a 2015 Mustang a classic car?”
My British friends will understand the title.
Decided that the air filter not only looked nasty but with the available space above I could probably squeeze in a larger filter. More filter = more air = more power. 🙂
Met up with my friend Dave at the local cruise in.
My father’s day present arrived – thanks wifey!
Less than a mile into taking my son to his soccer practice and my nose starts twitching. Something doesn’t smell right. Even with all the different sensations that a car like this provides, it’s amazing how in tune you become to the car. The slightest change in how the steering feels, the smell of the exhaust, the sound of the exhaust.
Something didn’t smell right and there was a definite electrical sound – with the only thing in the car electrical being the ignition (and instruments), I pulled over for a review. Couldn’t see anything at first, but decided to turn around and take the truck instead.
Open up the bonnet … yep .. sure enough the coil is fried. Looks like some major arcing – a new coil ordered.
My local town has ‘car cruise ins/car shows’ most nights during the summer. Each evening is a set location – typically I’m not home in time to go to them, but the Independence Day holiday being on a Tuesday this year, I was able to get to the Monday night meet.
Parked next to my friend Dennis and his MkIII.
I love the cars that are allowed on the road in this country. No way this would ever get past any kind of safety inspection in the UK!