In the summer of '68, I was a pump jockey at Wayne's Standard &
U-Haul, right next to Ernie von Schleidorn's Buick & Pontiac
dealership in Menomonee Falls, Wi.

Our mechanic was Louie, a guy renowned locally as a Corvair whiz. We
usually had 2-3 Corvairs or Corvans parked on the lot, usually with an
oil puddle underneath. Louie knew them inside and out, how to make
them run and how to make them run FAST.

He was always careful driving them into the bays because he didn't
know what he'd find when he had them in the air. The only ones he
wouldn't drive were the convertibles. Too flexible and he didn't trust
the suspension to keep the rubber down and the canvas up. THIS WAS IN
THE STATION LOT WHERE WE NEVER GOT OVER 5 MPH.

Damn.

David